A Sadist..
V Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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He was in smile,
With glad filled eyes,
The lips are along,
Short of showing the beam,
The hands are free,
Just to rise to show the V,
The heart is a stone,
No water can pierce through,
The laughing of the evil,
Suddenly hidden with the fist,
When she cried in pain,
As long as she has no might,
treat herself as a door mat,
complex confusion contradicts,
The smiling in his face will repeat.
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