Her anger grew longer,
For all what he'd done to her with intention,
He didn't get angry, rather became stronger,
Until she bursts out, getting attention,

He saw her eyes as red as the rose,
They walked along the balcony edge so close,
Then he dropped her down with force;
And, turned to look back without remorse,

Then came to his couch drinking a glass of wine, he says, "Added to the list of nine".

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