Mysterious Maiden- Part 1
By Nanditha Ram
Oh thou art a mysterious maiden
What plight doth them men face
For the literature that the woman craves
What agony she begets.
For the men she chooses to forget
Alas the pain that never goes.
Beware of this woman and her quotes
Oh thou art the mysterious maiden Who finds ink in the blood of the men who run far away into the hills and highways. Beware ye, for he who loves wilt destroy her heart whilst the maiden, wilt destroy thee.
By Nanditha Ram

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