The devil himself woke her up,
And his lips were dry; full of dust.
Devil whispered her name from inside:
Hell was in her.
Day and night she walked oppressed;
Sad, lonely, hurt.
Not a single blessed soul around
To take away the devil who illegally and criminally had possessed her.
She faded away like a burnt match
Before the face of everyone else in the World.
The day others saw a last hers, sight
She was still smiling and uttered that
The only Angel of the World was her!
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