I'm so disappointed... No matter what, you dont have the rights to throw acid on my face... This is something as severe as rape but doesn't ger much importance.
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She hides the consequences,
Her shawl her shroud,
Of being the most beautiful,
Among the crowd.
Her once soft skin,
With love nurtured,
Now melted away,
Ripped and ruptured.
Took just one second,
For her once dear friend,
To pour that poison, thinking,
He put her beauty to end.
But what he didn't knowwas,
Beauty isn't just her skin.
But something untouchable,
Her fire deep within.
What he didn't know was,
Beauty isn't just her face,
Something more than that,
Impossible to erase.
What he didn't know was,
Her beauty was her soul,
Which was stronger than him,
That he only thought he stole.
What he didn't know was,
Her beauty was in her spirit.
Which was abundant like the sky,
What can a little fly do to it?
Sharon Mathew
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