She had a heart of whore
Torn apart, dirty and sore
Brutally pierced with lies wrapped in love
Stabbed hard with pieces of broken trust

But her body and soul were pure.
Unmixed, clean and virgin as a whole
Her inner self was untouched for long
It was just her heart that was at fault..
For it was forced to become a Prostitute...

- शिखा मलिक