Little red dress

She stand alone in the walking crowd

With a diamond ring in her finger

In a little red dress, hairs made up
She stand alone in the rain 

With the wildest dreams in eyes

To be crushed and burn 
She stand alone with tears in eyes

With the weight of the world

Surrounding by dogs n wolves
She is standing alone with all the courage

With the scars and flaws

Listening each and every voice 
She is standing still soaked in loneliness

With all the numbness and coldness

Thinking what she did wrong
She is standing alone in the walking

With all the questions she have

Trying to mingle with the world…

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