2/27/15

I know that I am not






It’s true; beauty forgot to be a part of my life,
Yet, I would call myself beautiful

It’s true; intelligence refused to befriend me,
Yet, I would call myself intelligent

It’s true; cleverness hasn't shown role on me,
Yet, I would call myself brilliant

It’s true; charm denied its share of joy to me
Yet, I would call myself sizzling

Its true; abundance hesitated with its deal for me
Yet, I would call myself rich

Its true; nature didn't resume my own bloodline
Yet, I would call myself fertile








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