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HayleighElizabeth

Published: May 30, 2011

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^{Her scars show openly now,
He thinks shes brave.
No one would ever be like her,
Beautifully strung together.
He thinks she's wonderful,
Like maybe she controls the stars.
He loves the emotion she shows,
Behind those bright eyes.
The way she smiles,
Even when she doesn't want to.
She thinks she keeps him around,
Because he makes her feel.
Something. Anything.

She doesn't realize shes in love with him.

. . . Wait until she finds out,
that will be a sight to remember.}

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