Mirror mirror on the wall



Facing the mirror hanging on the wall
tried to admire own beauty
but every time I had a glance
I just saw cuts and bruises



I hurriedly applied the beauty enhancers
to hide those scars and scratches
instead i looked more horrible...



Covered my face with the scarf
but the pain was so deep and severe
Alas, I do remember the day
when u stabbed me so harsh..



I tried to escape but u chained
rugged my clothes and coerced against me
i struggled hard but turned numb and pale
in the pool of blood resembling a hell



Downstairs into the ball, I gazed to the crowd
lavished in the silk and glowing in the light
i slowly moved forward
hiding from the crowd...



A gentle touch, what i felt
" There you are, my lady love
You look bea-u-ti-ful tonight"



I replied with a gentle smile..

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