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Mystic Power
Power, She was unaware of...."
Her dark black scribbled Kohl,
Tears, which flowed through her eyes like a never ending ocean,
Neat but messy hair.
Her slimy and disordered clothes.
Everything, which tells how depressed and unhappy she was.
Not with her life.
But to herself.
"Am I worthy to be a part of this world?
To the people around?"
She questioned.
But poor she, didn't know the line of people waiting for her,to become like her.
For them, she was the definition of a perfect human.
A perfect girl.
Their inspiration who come like sunrays in those cloudy, dark and gloomy days....
It was her...
The power inside of which she was unaware...
Her dark black scribbled Kohl,
Tears, which flowed through her eyes like a never ending ocean,
Neat but messy hair.
Her slimy and disordered clothes.
Everything, which tells how depressed and unhappy she was.
Not with her life.
But to herself.
"Am I worthy to be a part of this world?
To the people around?"
She questioned.
But poor she, didn't know the line of people waiting for her,to become like her.
For them, she was the definition of a perfect human.
A perfect girl.
Their inspiration who come like sunrays in those cloudy, dark and gloomy days....
It was her...
The power inside of which she was unaware...
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