Book... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />opening my lifes` book... <br />with a quaking fingers.. <br />with a scary heart.. <br />and reading.. <br />read and ask... <br />what is my life... <br />why that fate which i have... <br />here it is.. <br />as a lady... <br />as a tied lady from her hair... <br />nothing can do.. <br />only to give up to her destiny... <br />give up from her life.. <br />as a slave girl.. <br />whom wish to die.. <br />prefer a death to this hardly life.. <br />nothing can do... <br />no prays can helps... <br />no one can give a happiness.. <br />thats is my life.. <br />as that slave girl... <br />whom dance always on a fire... <br />only and just to give a happiness to others... <br /> <br />by: hazem02<br /><br />hazem al jaber<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/book-10/
