SHE

She- She was art
The masterpiece, indeed! 

She was a canvas colored so bright

Warmth of the sun

Very definition of light

But insecure, she took a brush

And painted herself darker than the black,

Hoping to change: the way she was

Only then did she realize

She was already a masterpiece

Right from the birth

Created, unlike others, to be unique

And also she knew-

The most beautiful is often called bizarre!

She wasn’t just a girl

She was the storm with skin!

May 3, 2016

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