Men are Like bank accounts.
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Without a lot of money they don''t generate a lot of interest. . . ;->
To cry is to know that youre alive
But
My river of tears has run dry I never wanted to fool you
But
A cold heart is a dead heart And it feels Like I''ve been buried alive by love
If I should die before I wake There ai''nt no one my soul to take If I wake before I die, rescue me with your smile. . .
Flatter me ,and I may not believe you.
Criticize me, and I may not Like you.
Ignore me, and I may not forgive you.
Encourage me, and I will not forget you.
Love me, and I will be forced to love you.
