She
Her life is tragic
She has magic,

Her eyes tells the pain
Her smile never complain,

Whenever she smiles
She wins the heart of entire,

But she afraid to love
The things which hurts.
Why hark to demon who always indicate erroneous way.

Yor are an angel,
who has pure soul,
ture heart and a good mind.
And it's ample to **** demon.
A puny nib tells it's affliction to perception sheet.
You
Fraternise with shadow
It will never split you solitary.
Better be alone
Instead of believing in fakes.
Black heart white face,
Her mind is full of grace,
She was hanged between two ways ,
Where one is having a love of ace,
While another never wanted to make her love replace.

— The End —