Alice, 16

The agony has not burnt to ashes yet
The day has become a remembrance
Remember, December 14, 2016

Hurt with lies and lies
When the truth were deceived
Had it been a nightmare,

I would have swallowed during July
All such moments of sacrifices; much earlier
When,
I will be waiting for you would become

Single, instead of someone's play
Marked - because there is a deep cut
Somewhere inside, not will be shared though

I will be waiting for you
December 14, 2016, ALICE