God is looking,
don't do sin,
don't murder me,
don't kill me
for dowry,
please! please!
hey god!
till when girls will suffer,
when in-laws will stop doing murder,
when-when the day will come?
When girls will get chance to fly,
when girls will get chance to touch sky,
same as these birds and these flies?
Don't kill me,
don't beck me for dowry!
Don't murder me..! !
save me- save me! ! !
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