I am my own flaws, Stitched together into perfection.

The bird of my soul Do not settle at its roost For she can never be encaged That’s how she’s been raised. Many coaxed me at their door. Thinking it would be easier to conquer. So, let me take you through, The journey of few of my traits. I am not my pink lips Certainly […]

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