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Born To Love...
Born To Love...
She was never straight.
She was born upside down.
She used to crawl while others could run.
She used to be quite while others could talk.
Shy and reserved THERE she used to sit.
She was never straight!!!
With the dogs she used to play.
Dust and dirt were her best friends.
They called her name.
And she used to respond "acheeee " with a sneeze!
She was never straight!
With the birds she used to sing
With the wind her heart used to flow.
Oh don't feel so beautiful!
For she has a dark side ....
There is a reason why she 's afraid ...
Afraid of confined spaces...
Afraid of human relations...
Afraid of anyone and everyone trying to grasp her.....
She was never straight!!!
Intricate cobweb she weives...
Such darkness she weilds in her webs...
Oh many humans came...
Trying to solve her puzzle...
The more they immersed in her...
The more strings she released....
She was never straight!!!
She is the rose nesting in between the Thorns.
She is the melody that flows through the wooden guitar!
She is the curls ....
Unruly , wild and free....
Waiting.....
Waiting....
Waiting.....
For that one soul...
Patient enough to untangle her
Bit by bit
Slowly....
Don't rush.....
She may break....
The day she let go of her 'roots'
You too would fall.....
Fall....
Fall....
Fallen ...
Forever...............
