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Friday, March 16, 2007

Beauty of a Life



The girl once had a story about her. She left behind by those who don't understand. She sticks her heads up high but failed everytime she sees herself. Disgrace and dishoror she feels, she regret of what had been done. Only HE knows how she feels inside. Begin to hate, begin to kill. Her life was full of blo0d and pain. Living in despair and emptiness, she cried and suffers. Thirst for something she've lost, bucket of iron she ate. Her heart was harden and her smile were wiped off.

She hates to behave in such an awful and demoralising way of life. She sees the eyes of a child and begin to wonder of her responsibility and a role model as an adult. She changed and lo0ked around to the world. She began to see the colours of the green grass, blue sky and the earth she stands on which she have lost when she stayed in a 4-wall. The smile on the faces which she never notices before. Song of the laughter that she was deaf to listen to and the music of the wind was being heard once again. Happiness filled her heart and once again she brings some light to herself.

Her past was thrown and she push herself an extra mile. She lo0ked at the mirror and found somethings that she never find before. She don't care about those who left her. What she has, is what she will have for the rest of her life. What goes but stays in her. Be it go0d, be it bad. She's blessed for what is given by HIM. Happiness is the best revenge.

Family her pride and honor. Friends her bo0k of knowledge and bo0ster. Smile and Laughter are her mighty colours. Threw what makes her cry in despair and keeps the one that makes her cry with a smile. Light as a feather she feels. Always smells the aroma of the nature. Only HE knows how she feels.

Suddenly one day she stumbled and fell. A man appeared and she was stunned for a moment. She never thought she could find one like him but she did and she was speechless for a moment. She pinched herself to wake her up from her dream. Dream that she can never wake up from. The broken pieces were left untouched but were mended so sudden without her knowing. So0 long it has been since she has forgotten. So0 long it has been since she suffers.

Blinded by the fact that when she fell, she was hurt. The wound was invisible. She felt the pain and it drives her crazy. She seek for a specialist and found herself with one huge wound that were left unseen. She tried to acknowledge the man who have caused it. However, he was twisted by the facts that was given and left her behind unknowingly. She knew that he would said sorry for the caused and would left her unhealed. Decided to keep silent and smiles everytime the pain comes to her.

Tears began to re-appear. For once, she feels wonderful to pain. She is grateful with the suffering she's encountering. Fortunate with the despair and emptiness she is feeling. Everything was as blessed as ever. With the extra pain she feels incomplete but complete with everything she has. Thankful for what is given and she couldn't have asked for more. Dreamland she may have lived, Dreamland she is living.


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