Fight aginst me

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By karolann shelton

I see him in my dreams. He looks so real. I saw him again one day, and got scared. When he smiled I broke into tears of joy and disbelief. I didn't wanna remember the past we shared. It was just first love. How could it end so wrong. He used to tell me stories of fairy tales and happy endings.

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