Xziomyra

what an odd name acompanied with beautiful peace 

It starts with an x and ends in an a

It reflects her true inner beauty

and defines her in every possible way

Her name , her identity, her story 

the life of a young girl 

her pain, her experiance, her past 

The things that make her feel half

but all this trouble never last 

As she lets her life fill with joy 

For her story has not came to an end 

But has began to flourish 

 

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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