I’m a small book ,

Disappearing in the library ,

No one comes to me/

Not even touches , understands my heart .

I stay only at the corner ,

Not librarian also sees me/

As become useless of all

I think I lost my level /

In the few years , infront of the new comers.

No one  Even opens to see,

I forget my name ,

I forget my importance

As no one calls me.

No one reads me.

I know my cover is not advantageous ,

My writer is not famous ,

But I have also heart ,

I got hurt when, you ignored.

As new comers come to this library.


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