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Feb 2014 · 470
A beauty I discribe.
amina yakubu Feb 2014
She shy She always shy.
LOVE to be alone. She do not want to talk,
There is something strange about her,.
I wish i could fetch it out. Everything hidden in her,
All her joy and worries. Am not so sure but this is what i feel.
Is she avoiding troubles or mistrust?.
I never think she is afraid to have a friend,
No cos she wish i am her friend.
A friend she could talk to and smile to.
Do not ask me, how I know.
She looks amazing and happy when talking to me.
I never see her smile only when she is talking to me,
though she never looked at my face
twice nor spent a minute with me.
I do not know what she shy of,of me.
She looked at me with love, She talk
to me with affection and a warmly smile.
This keeps me little bit away cos am
sometimes afraid.She is guys favorite
but her shyness serves her a great respect unto them.
It rather keeps them away from getting closer to her.
This, she do not know of. She always want to be the last to come
and the last to go. Is hard to imagine what is hidden in her.
And her present brings light around.
I describe this attitude as BEAUTY.
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