She wears a fine dress
With a simple smile across her face
She lives a life without selfishness
And that's the kind of a girl a man would chase
She gives her hand to the unfortunate
Without expecting anything in exchange
She gives her all and doesn't hesitate
Coz her heart seems clear as a page
But there's a part of her she doesn't want to show
She's lost on her little world
And no one would know
For they failed to noticed the tears she holds
She gives her heart, her mind, her soul
But her delight suddenly turned to shiver
Her heart was left with a hole
Coz no one dared to look back at her
Sometimes we're taking for granted those people who loves us most. -SAIMA BALOCH
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SpiritualI am but a lowly instrument to the muses . This is life through my eyes, Welcome. ?
