The dream
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4May2009
Beyond the river of flames
A young gall lived her life
Embraced herself in pitiful games
That only made her strife
A bed of roses I lay at her feet
Watching for a sign of distress
But only when our eyes meet
I can see she's not flawless
Her big blue eyes that make me dream
Of skies that make the heavens cry
I understand her pain within
I understand her soul will die
I leave the lass alone to stay
Being rejected in my quest
To make her mine and only mine
For her to be my dearest.
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