decorated in red lipistic
I was running behind Turhikhel
the sight made me confused
Do you know the rumors of being "sale"
were defined as "......................."
were they objects ,crashed,eaten by male
after purchasing the time there
the silence ,the giggling
made me fearful
obstinate, lying on bed
dream or reality
the media never gave them excuse
the poverty ate them
they were made fake
torn by heart
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