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A Dream Within A Dream    (Continued)

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Her piercing green eyes showing a
small sadness.
But every once in awhile, she'd smile a
real smile.
That gave me a funny feeling inside.
When she'd play with her hair, sometimes her sleeves would roll up.
I noticed the scars.
And that made my heart sink to know she was in the much pain.
I wanted to kiss her scars but I didn't
want to hurt her.
She was too fragile.
She's why I believe in love.
Why I believe in everything.
She's my heart,
my love,
my life.

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