Who Killed The Beauty? - Poem by Dejan Stojanovic
You killed it!
How do I know?
I helped you.
And now I am ashamed,
Ready to be prosecuted,
Suffer all the pain
Because I want the beauty back
And you are cowards not to admit the crime.
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