Mia

She doesn't always realize her beauty, nor her purpose..

But, on the days she does,

She looks deeper than the Surface. And looks at herself, and says-

'Wow, I look great!'

Even after her body decays,

She'll be remembered.. She doesn't realize it,

but she has saved so many peoples' lives, Just by all her smiles!

Mia is her name,

She will always matter so much to me,

Nothing'll ever change my mind about her.

I love her with my body, heart, and soul to death..

She is Mia, my best friend.

This poem is about: 
My family

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