Wednesday, 23 November 2011
Unravel
While you are away
My heart comes undone.
Slowly unravels
In a ball of yarn.
The devil collects it with a grin,
Our love,
In a ball of yarn.
He'll never return it.
So when you come back
We'll have to make new love.
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