*Beautiful dresses you wore at first.
Love you received, that affection you liked.
The center of the universe you thought you were.*
*Time was consuming that affection.
Your clothes, the cleanliness was losing.
In a room you were cornered.*
*Hands were changing.
Love always ended.
And to the sad corner you returned every season.*
*Your beauty was lost.
Dirty and old clothes adorned you
With the new times, they ignored you.*
*A tragic life.
Late you woke up and realized.
Forever, used and forgotten.*