She was a treasure to this world,
She always flew like a free bird,
She used to play and used to swirl,
As she was her parents' pearl.
One day, tracing the edges of life,
She felt some monsters overtaking her vibe,
She walked with empty heart and long steps,
To ignore their essence and debts,
Those monsters with wings of Satan,
Rose onto her like lust riding erotic carton,
She tried to save Herself,
She cried to save Herself,
She strive to save Herself,
but those...