Her- depths-life

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Spite in the vein of her charming body
Through her Stringently misery ideation
Her heart dissolves into the inlet of the sea
Perplexity in her dreams can't be defined

Extinguish the world of sorrow and harsh
Existence never be the moral code of all
her sonority becomes deep silence of all
Undesired uncertain emotions to describe

Immature girl never knew the reality
Ignorance was her impurity to live
Loved life apportioned to all living things
Crimson flowers bloomed in her eyes

As a sign of relief from her heart
Secrets bring to light,there is no dawn
Inequitable failures laughed at her
Recapture of new life is a impossible dream

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