A teenage girl molested again and again.
By the person, who's blood is in her vein.
Can't share her problem, trapped.
A clean soul, by a demon continuously wrapped.
Tired, depressed, told her mother about it.
Didn't believe her, searched a blade from first aid kit.
She want it end this.
Precious moments, she gonna miss.
"Stop it's your life" said the inner voice.
Still you wanna do this, it's your choice.
Recorded an audio clip, proved her mother wrong.
In a harsh desert there is a pong pong.
Her father, behind the bar.
The girl now knows life's par.
By-Himanshu Tobaria
By the person, who's blood is in her vein.
Can't share her problem, trapped.
A clean soul, by a demon continuously wrapped.
Tired, depressed, told her mother about it.
Didn't believe her, searched a blade from first aid kit.
She want it end this.
Precious moments, she gonna miss.
"Stop it's your life" said the inner voice.
Still you wanna do this, it's your choice.
Recorded an audio clip, proved her mother wrong.
In a harsh desert there is a pong pong.
Her father, behind the bar.
The girl now knows life's par.
By-Himanshu Tobaria
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