Why is my heart empty?
Who has drunk all its juices?
why is it not singing
and does not enjoy being.
I am still so girlish.
wrinkles have not eaten me deeply.
men still are staring
at my chubby flesh I am bearing.
I am upset , so gloomy
chocolate is not a pleasure.
If tomorrow's sunny
I will feel much much better.
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