Don't Judge A Book By its Cover
Just like a book, the front is judged,
It is inevitable how we are misjudged.
I, I am a book ready to be read,
Ready to be interested in like any other novel.
When the pages turn, the days pass.
Then the 365th page is turned and its a new year.
I then open up to the reader who didn't pay attention to the cover,
That soon became my lover.
Loving the story I tell, because he didn't judge.
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