She was sitting all alone,
Just she and her lunchbox,
No one dared to be close to her,
For the curse she has brought.
The curse of a witch,
Horribly casted on her,
For the sin her parents did,
She was left alone without reason.
I tried to befriend her,
Yet she kept me away,
Afraid of the jinx she may pass,
I dry her tears and hugged her tight.
I couldn't bear to see,
Her sufferings she don't deserve,
The pain I could feel deep inside,
The scar so painfully ugly hurts too much.
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
Saturday, October 29, 2005
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