Ugly Duck :/A Poem by Secret LullabyGrowing up was tough. All the kids were to rough. They whisperd behind my back. About the good looks I did lack. So I would just hang my head. And secretly wish I was dead. I was all out of luck. I would always be known as the "ugly duck". But as the years passed by, There were less tears I had to cry. Because poeple started to notice me. A beauty they couldn't help but see. I never thought I would live to see this day. But I guess it's true what people say. "Sometimes beauty comes with age''. And now the world is my stage. I no longer need luck. Because I am no longer the "ugly duck". © 2012 Secret LullabyAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on August 25, 2012 Last Updated on August 25, 2012 AuthorSecret LullabyHell on Earth, ALAboutIt a new year and a new me. I have deleted my old information and have decided to start over. Life is full of ups and downs, disapointments, regrets, mistakes...but all these things make us who were a.. more.. |

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