The combat

She creates quarrels
based on one single thing
Her miserable imagination
Running wild ; like red fire flames
Very pessimistic and cynical
Each and every word of hers
Creates a coliseum of impacts
All making my days worse
Utterance of a single scene of her creative mind
Gives me the blow of life
So crooked,so criminal
Don’t good thoughts
at least arise in her mind partially
like the virtuous rays of sunrise
How can one live in complete negativity
wont they ever want the sun’s rays??

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