P.P #42

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SHE IS LIKE A PHOENIX


"I remember correctly; once there was a girl,

Who was passionate, proud and cold,

She was full of colors but yet empty from inside,

She had a facade which she never showed to the world!

She used to be blind, she used to be inexperienced,

Related to her feelings, in showing emotions and taking decisions,

She always followed her heart which costed her a lot,

She was fierce like a burning fire,

She was naive and pure like an angel!

Her purity is what caught the evil eyes attention,

Some praised her, some of them got envious,

And some of the other ones tried to tame her innocence,

But she escaped from all the traps, which were set-upped for her;

And experienced the most darkest times of all!

Most of it was bad and the rest of it was bold,

Her blood had burned her down completely,

Yet she succeeded every time to raise herself from the ashes, miraculously;

Like a Phoenix!

She have deeper wounds than an ocean,

And the scars that no one's allowed to see,

She is stronger and braver that no one could compete,

It's a shame that people refused to acknowledge her inner beauty,

As she deserves a golden crown!

She fought every battle like a warrior and won it with patience,

She learned how to survive without letting your guards down!"


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