You think you are the centre of attentions.
You think you are beautiful,
And you think you are in charge
What a pitty for a beautiful life like you had
To end with a beheaded body
Vanishing with the cold wind
And with the curse of the public
Lonely must be you,
Desparate for the power and position,
Forgetful must be you,
Ignore the true love you may have been entitled to
Bewitched man like the Majesty
Will not be bewitched forever
When the glory subsides,
He can see the demon behind your beautiful torso.
But can all decent men see through the physical beauty,
To cherish their true love, not the just vanity? It
would be extremely pitiful for women to do this for their rights.
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