Save Her


Drying the stains .
Echoing the pains.
Still society hiding their names
Ashes are blowing,
Acids are flowing
Save "her" ,she is dying.

To swat that spot.
To get them back .
We have to heridate the beasts with some maths.
I bet - you yourself kicking your back.
Save "her" ,she lacks.

Figuring the deaths.
I beg - don't crush their heads.
One said " love one always leave."
If you are a beast .
She is not a feast .

Nothing will remain ,if she claim.
Still, she is burning
But no one learning.
Save "her " ,she can back.

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