January 18, 2010
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A journal filled with fantasies of the past
Dead, erased, and nonexistent at last
Stuck between cracks sealed with dirt
Unopened so that memories could not dare return

Love shoved into an old jar
Tightly concealed with a grip so strong
Many knights have tried, but failed
Only true love can reopen it again

A doll that lay on a little girl's bed
Remained there so she would not forget
her loved one who was dead
Man could not play with this little girl's doll
For she did not want it to get broken
Then it would break her little heart

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