muslimah_online
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Waking up this morning,
i looked at the square mirror,
"Why is my life so boring?",
Then, i sighed out of bitter.
Walking to my school slowly,
for my legs are short and unshapely.
i cursed to myself silently,
"Why am i so ugly"?
Glancing at the glass nearby,
I saw the flaws on my face,
covering my face and cry,
running, i stepped on my shoelace.
A beautiful hand touched me,
Not legs but wheels are her feet,
A scar set three inches across her smiling face
as she showed me to a sit.
A happy soul she has in her,
though capability is not her strength,
how ungrateful i was, i wonder,
may had been to the deepest depth.
...hope u'll enjoy...:statisfie
i looked at the square mirror,
"Why is my life so boring?",
Then, i sighed out of bitter.
Walking to my school slowly,
for my legs are short and unshapely.
i cursed to myself silently,
"Why am i so ugly"?
Glancing at the glass nearby,
I saw the flaws on my face,
covering my face and cry,
running, i stepped on my shoelace.
A beautiful hand touched me,
Not legs but wheels are her feet,
A scar set three inches across her smiling face
as she showed me to a sit.
A happy soul she has in her,
though capability is not her strength,
how ungrateful i was, i wonder,
may had been to the deepest depth.
...hope u'll enjoy...:statisfie