UntouchedSoul

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Untouched soul she was,
Very young,
Very sensitive.

Pretty face she had,
Heart had scars.

No friends, no acquaintances.

Pretty face she had,
Heart had scars.

Poems were love,
Who knew, she could relate to each?

Pretty face she had,
Heart had scars.

She could not,
She just could not,
Deal with the separation.

For her,
Her parents, believe you me, they were the best couple.
For her,
Her parents, believe you me, were the only sensible people she knew.
Ten, she was then.

“You come with me”
“Mumma, when will I meet dad?”

They proved to be the most insensible ones,
When they both just unanimously answered,
“Maybe, never”

Love was not what her parents showed to her they had,
Love was what she did to them,
For it was for them, that she suffered,
For it was for them, that she could not tell her mom, that dad was equally important.

Untouched soul she was,
Very young,
Very sensitive.

Pretty face she had,
Heart had scars.

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