Broken and twisted.
Used and abused.
Taken for rides.
Dropped from heights.
Plunged in depths.
Cut and bruised.
Hurt and hurtled.
Pushed and shoved.
Cheated and spurned.
Left disenchanted.
And still they smile.
Like a thousand suns.
And still they love,
Like no other one.
And still they fight,
Till all is done.
And still they laugh,
Brimming with fun.
And still they hope,
All wrongs will be undone.
Beautiful people do not just happen.
It takes a lifetime to be one.
From here http://witnessofthemeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/02/buitiful.html
