Justina's LurralimeA Poem by daveA poor girl dreams of having the things she wants.Justina's Lurralime
Once upon a time a long long time ago, in the town of Lurralime there was a little girl. She wanted lots of things, wanted them so bad She wanted fancy rings, and a handsome, loyal man. Her name was Justina, she was a poor little girl. She lived with her old mama in a cold hard world. She had a dream one night that she had the things she wanted. All her troubles were all right, but she found her dream was haunted by the fact that she'd awaken from her little paradise. She only could guess when she'd open her sad little eyes. And as soon as she did she broke into tears. Her life is so morbid, she didn't want to be here. It's better to have loved and lost than never loved at all whoever said that is totally wrong they musn't know of Justina or the town of Lurralime nobody there would speak such words to repeat them would be a crime in the cold hard world that is Justina's Lurralime. © 2013 daveAuthor's Note
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