Fantasy

by Jenny   May 19, 2006


Sometimes she thinks that she's all alone
There's people here but never shown
By herself is where she stands
Then out of darkness, comes a hand
His hard, blue eyes and soft tone face
Mesmerizes her into place
His face, half covered by dark hair
The way he speaks shows her he cares
They hold each other, chest by chest
She starts crying as her head laid rest
He asked her "why are you sad like you seem?"
She screams "This is not real! This is only a dream!"

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