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Stitch of the Blog

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Poem/Story Thingy
There once was a girl
Hazel hair
Brown eyes, brown as chocolate syrup
But there was something off
her face half light and half darker
she hadn't wished it
No one had
Only she was born like that
each day, everyday
she was bullied

No one liked her.
Except her flowers
in her field
her only friends.
One day she woke in the field only to find
wolf staring right back at her

He said to her
in a low gruff voice.
"You're beautiful. Like a flower. More valuable. Than a diamond. You are powerful. Like a fire."
He said to her
in a low gruff voice
"Don't worry about those others."
He defined it.
He had defined her life.

She had been called ugly, like dead roots.
Not valuable like dirt.
Never Powerful like gravel.
No one could change her.

As she woke from her dream.
A light flashed in her vision
Where was she?
In a hospital bed.
She now realized.
As she looked in the mirror next to her.
She saw she was beautiful.

Her hair was amber, but still it's hazy glow coming off of it.
Her skin was a pale color, and only a pale color.
Her eyes were a green hazel syrup color. Next to her was a brown puppy, like the one in
her "dream." but smaller.

You are powerful
Beautiful like Flowers
and Don't Ever Let Them Get You Down

You know what's powerful, beautiful, strong?
Read the first word of that sentence