Natalie Nicole (original date written: Thursday May 15, 2009)
I dream of a girl who looks just like me,
With beautiful hair that flows like the sea.
A beautiful girl who grows big and tall,
Who picks herself up whenever she falls.
Who can look at me on my worst day,
And reply by saying "its all okay."
With a heart of gold that shows love to all,
And loves to play with her faverite doll.
But all of these dreams have been taken from me.
And now not one will I ever see.
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