Boon Or Bane
SHE WASN'T A NUISANCE NOR WAS SHE A BOON
SHE HAD A TONGUE A LONG ONE LIKE A BARBED WIRE
AND SHE COULD BE SEEN ALL THE TIME
CHIRPING LIKE AN IRRITATING SPARROW
ANYONE WHO WOULD BOTHER TO LISTEN WOULD BECOME
A HELPLESS VICTIM TO ALL THOSE STORIES OF HER CHILDHOOD,
HER STUPID AMBITIONS,HER PHOBIAS AND SHE WOULD GO ON......
EVERYONE WHO KNEW HER THOUGHT THEY KNEW HER WELL
BUT NO ONE BOTHERED TO SEE THROUGH HER SOUL
ONLY IF THEY KNEW THAT THE MINUTE SHE WOULD STOP HER CHIRPING
SHE WOULD HAVE TO FACE THE HARSH AND CRUEL REALITIES
WHICH SHE KEPT SAFE AWAY IN THE REALMS OF HER HEART..
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