Not a child,
Not weak,
Hot and strong,
A syndicate is yet to happen.
Yearning to have a future,
Loving caring and in-no-cent,
Not mean,
But means good.
A girl,
So young - Very,
Wants to have it all,
She is tender, green and delicate,
Inwards, black - Dark,
Steps too fast for him.
A dark cloud forms,
Innocence hides danger,
Kindness turns wicked,
Goodwill turns evil,
Care becomes a flare,
Leaving the...
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