she won`t give up
no matter so many lash kissed marks
on her young hope
stay like painful stains
she won`t give up
no matter so many droughts
are thrust upon her thirsty love
by the nearest black heaven
she won`t give up
on her dear dreams
reared so long in her motherly arms
as she knows what means a ladylove
she won`t give up
for she is growing strong every passing minute
feeding herself her own melancholic silence
in the dark lap of pungent domestic violence
she won`t give up
on her child love and its father lover
for her porous heart is now fortified
with all the kind bullet comments from a domestic cow
She won`t give up
for she churns courage from her milk white will
and drinks sorrow with all the tears of great joy
to enjoy the bliss of her lovingly ossified pain
She won`t give up
on her life of yet a long wait
for beyond so many closed gates
stands smilingly her fate opened gate
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