No More Acid Bottles
you, the carrier
have you ever thought?
when you fly a bottle
on our soft innocent face
it really pains....
ohhh, how can you be so cruel?
don't you have
mothers and sisters?
when you do this to us
you burn both our beauty
and the way of living.
we are helpless
is anybody listening?
apart from these
when you do it
you get pleasure,
we get pain,
since you too are
i am thus appealing
with crossing my soft
please stop it
just stop it
no more acids to our face
it really pains.
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