It was at the spur of the moment
the mind subjected to torment
not able to contain the emotion
burst out angrily without a stutter
cursing and swearing the harm doer
beating the heart in a violent behaviour
crying out that she has lost all things in life
for which she had worked all in strife
she then swooned in utter dismay
falling back in a confused array
listening to her one felt sympathy
as understood every one had an empathy
nothing they felt could make her come out
as she had been beaten throughout
her patience was under test
high time she took a decision best
that would pull her out of the dejection
and set her in the path to progression
that be the worthy known wisdom
as she has to end
the doldrums.
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