Sutha Parathasivam

Her Pain, His Pleasure

She walks through the door,
Looking down only at the floor,
Not showing her beautiful face,
Because the mirror has told her she’s hideous,
She even got the rosiest lips,
But all she wonders about is how big are her hips,
And a beautiful smile,
Wishing that she too will one day be at the aisle.
But every man that crosses her life’s path,

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