Sunday, November 16, 2014

The Girl Behind The Book

Like an unadorned blank book,
My life is filled with unknowns
My story is yet to be written
So stay awhile and take a look.

Papers scattered on the floor
Heaps of tales to uncover
I wish I am that damsel
That is rescued from the fall

Like the sobbing little girl
In the tainted snowy white dress,
I am only a petty kid
That is also in distress

A memoir of their enthusing lives
Filled with acts of unforeseen twists
It might be utterly vexing
But I want a happy ending

Picturesque ladies among others
Striking gentlemen along the way
It’s not reality
And so I must wake

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