Tears..
Sympathies...
She don't expect these from you
She is poor girl
Once,
She had some dreams expectations
Not only for her
But her parents too
But,
That day changed Everything
Yes,
She was in sweet seventeen
Some, tasted her like chocolate
She wounded by their teeth and nails
Lost everything ...
Her painful voice is still echoing everywhere
She is here with us
Ready to give up the glittery chocolate cover
She need a second rise
She need some Peace..,a new life
Don't shed tears for her....
Reminded me the short story 'agni pravesam' by JK. Almost the same thought. I admit, great people think alike. I really liked the last line, "Don't shed tears for her"
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