The lost cause who could not be fixed
Until a heartbeat comes with a kit,
Tearing apart all the wounds
Getting over of the life that was doomed.
Healing through all the cuts
Even after falling, but with love!
Soon the aid was no longer in use
As the drug was consumed.
Pain could not quench it's thirst
Since, refinmemt burned the comfort,
The required cure was then traced
And that's how people get replaced.