The day she smiles a lot in her life
Day she longed since matriculated
From boredom of injected enzymes
Evolved from a Lucifer
Brutely poor been to her
Comparison and long too
Her race to the points
They pull her
“If they could why couldn’t you? ”
The usual stained question.

The devils of her life
Put her to silent sole
Loved never she
Neither a human nor
these polluted yucky dirts
Dried all over them
Jute either couldn’t remove

That’s the day will gain a lot days after
That day foreseeing since long
Lying at the deep end of life
Cleaning the dirt of youth
Throughout pasted the period
Then she change all over
Like a makeover to the physique.

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