She stare to the wall,
Her portrait with her father still stands,
Anger bites her soul,
She imagine the earth could Stop,
And her defiled Psyche alight,
She fight her emotions off,
Her mettalic heart chink and rust,
She bite her lips hard,
Closes her eyes tight,
Ready to give a gory taste to the knife,
She cries her pains out.
But the world gives no ear,
The world around blinded with her tears,
Silently watching her salient soul swirl,
The wind whispers goodbye as it whirl,
Her dead body lies on the creacky mat,
Dip,dip,dip her heart beats,
She cries her pains out!
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