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Fragrant lips of yours bloom like mahogany,
Why does then your eyes flash agony?
Your glittering visage now draped in red,
Although eyes have now been rimmed in dread.
Your dreams though butchered,drains out through a sigh—
Slaughtered are your ambitions to one day fly high.
The seven vows of life might drag you towards death,
"You are trapped" whispers the mangalsutra underneath.