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by Alex Retsal   Aug 4, 2003


This little girl with eyes as clear and clean as the water I drink.
Makes me think...
I was a child once, as pure as pure can be.
I'm not in Love with the girl. I know.
I'm in Love with the innocence she carries.
There's no hate she needs to bury.
I'm all scarred and caliced. From being cut, burned and rubbed the wrong way.
But she's clean. For there's no pain that she's seen.
I'm not in Love with the girl. I'm in Love with the innocence she carries.

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