The Sore Flower Buds
In each of their dormitory room
They are snuggle, not bloom
A place that should far from the gloom
Now feels, just like it is an asylum
Are those long robes still excite him?
Or the holy verses and hadiths
That mounts in his brain
Just disappeared far from him?
He act as gentle as an angelÂ
But found inside that he's a devil
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