Georgia Stitt
a very short song
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Once, when I was young a true,
Someone left me sadâ
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.
Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.
- Álbum:
- All Summer Long