They said...
I was destinied to rule
To have a great life
To have a great destiny
But...
They treat me backwards
They treat me as a plaything
They treat me as an offering
They treat me as only lke roses......
Roses
It smells great
But as theirsmell gone,
They threw it at the street,stomped.
Useless,worthless,a trash.
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