A storm has risen inside her heart and she stunned..
Her breaths are stuck within, standing speechless.
She have won from the world, but lost to herself..
She was just standing shattered
She is the mirror and the reflection
She is standing intoxicated..
How do she hide the stain on her veil
It's shinning, sparking and reflecting
The pain is echoing inside her day and night..
Still she is standing for sure
She is in great shame, there is lots of dirt on her veil..
She was ravaged and destroyed, robbed and ruined of her honour.
She is the dark and white, she is the rippling sand in the sky
She is the rain that cannot pour down..
A dark night, and a wick in the lamp
She is standing as if in a dream
A body as bristle as a glass, and her own shadow, just afraid of herself..
She is the delusion, she is the shadow
She is the soul and the body
She is standing speechless
She is standing for sure.

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