Amelia Grac3
A young, maiden girl
With deep blue eyes shining like pearls
Her ochre coloured hair with soft curls
Are caused by the cool blowing wind to get whirls
She is wandering in her garden with a gleaming smile on her face
Her sand-toned skin is glowing in the sun's rays.
She went closer to a bush of rose which enchanted her
When she is about to pick up a rose, its thorn pricks her finger
On her skin, a dark red spot arise
And a sharp sting is sent down to her spin
The sharp pain reminds her of all those memories
When the worshippers of Luxur filled her life with agonies
Her penurious parents used to serve the ruthless, affluent family
Who used to treat them cruelly
They killed them in front of the eyes of their daughter
While she cried helplessly, with a whimper
She pleaded to them for showing some mercy
But they refused to listen to her, arrogantly
She buried them in dirt
Now, her world turned into a completely barren desert
As her parents were her only family,
Living life for her was, now, nothing more than a melancholy
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