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There was my love,
Whom I loved so dear,
Her photo was one thing,
I always kept near.

‘cause I never got to meet her,
Never held her close to me,
But I loved her so dear
Her photo was all I could feel and see.

I had a dream of her,
In which she was with me.
And I held her tender hands so dear.
She was all I could see.

Then dream went away,
And I treasured it as a memory,
And I will treasure it till the day,
When she will come to me.
©2008-2009 ~Valiant-Devil
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:iconmeredith-de-monstre:
awwww. that's sweet.

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