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Milly Molly

Milly Molly 1. Milly Molly - brown-eyed, kinky-haired she was, seeing the world through rose-colored glasses. She had so many dreams, but love was not one of them until she met him. Wishing to captivate the court with her words, she ended up losing herself in his eyes. From his gait to his smile, Milly was willing to walk a million miles. "Am I the problem?" she would ask, pain tattooed on her heart. Nothing was usually as it seemed. She gave her all, but it was never enough; she always had her head in the clouds. 2. Do you know that when you are in love, you are partly blind? I guess that is how it is designed. Pain - all she got was pain from the person who ought to be her comfort place, the type which could only be eased with death. Her tears streamed like a furious waterfall, leaving behind everlasting scars. Everyone hoped she took this as a sign. Thinking of being a lecturer but becoming his listener, wanting to rule the office yet becoming his doorknob. She dreamt of new things upon his arrival, but falling out of love was not one of them. Oh, Milly Molly. 3. Years later, she returned to the town where it all began, wrapped in dreams which colored her world. Haunted no more by the past she hoped to undo, nor the tears she had sown. Wearing a bright smile on her face with all her scars faded, Milly was a diamond made of rock. Kind of wish she had known.

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