She was a cute little kid,
She loved to play with her peers,
She used to add beauty to her dolls,
She loved to go to school.
She never fought with anyone,
No one could fight with her,
She used to pass me by with a cute smile,
She loved to wear bangles of different colors.
Her world was small and scarce,
Her dreams made it big and beautiful,
She dreamed to fly like the birds
And to be independent like the breeze.
One day I was waiting for her cute smile,
But she never came and will never come like before,
Never again she can give me that innocent smile,
I could see her broken bangles and hear her cry.
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