What’s yours is yours,
What’s mine is mine.
No glue, no tape,
No thread, no twine,
Can stitch this
Long unraveled mess:
Or make me hate
Or love you less.
But love can no
More us connect
Without the bridge
That was
Respect
What Breaks
What’s yours is yours,
What’s mine is mine.
No glue, no tape,
No thread, no twine,
Can stitch this
Long unraveled mess:
Or make me hate
Or love you less.
But love can no
More us connect
Without the bridge
That was
Respect
So true. So very true.
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