Like a rose plucked in its prime,
She wilted away before her time,
The poison of words in her veins,
Sips her beauty and all her remains.
Her light snuffed out, like a candle flame,
When angry hearts brought her to shame,
The monster grapes her feet with lies.
She screamed but, shattered mirror cuts her eye.
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Thousand days Beneath (Poetry)
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