In Dark
She beside oneself near dark,
She give her smile to flower,
She put her joy to bird,
But She is in river of dark.
She search for light of lamp;
She find someone lighted the lamp,
Suddenly those dark hands blowen off,
She saw a empty face in the mirror.
She tryn to be brawny;
Her whimper is so overhead,
The Darkness is laughing at her,
All the demons despise her.
She kept the faithful fairy and laugh,
She yelled at the hands of duskiness,
And said to the soul;
She is turned out the being halfwit.
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