Have you ever really looked
Into Melania's eyes
Did you see it?
Or hear it?
The look of fear
Her soul whispering:
Please! please free me
She cried earlier
Her eyes still so puffed
A ton of make-up
Couldn't hide the scars
Her body fatigued
Fragile mind scorched
Soul buried alive
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