Streaming down her eyes
A liquid rolled down her cheeks
Was she crying
Hell no
It was showering from sky
Her gaze was low
Down to her feet
Without any fault
She bow down to them
Burning inside
Without any heat
It's not raining though
Her face was wet
She look so pale
Her hazels speak
Millionth tale
Though I don't know her
But she know it well
Her body was already on sale .
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