One fights in a double life to defend.
In a gloomy day, She finds a friend.
Driven by sensation, she wants to ascend.
Ecstasy and affliction are hard to apprehend.
Unsteady surroundings are like a bend.
She chooses any path just to blend.
Everyone wants something, they pretend.
The unrelenting thrill makes her to fend.
She appears nifty and dandy to defend.
People say something, they commend.
Lost in loss, nothing to spend.
The obscure day kills the trend.
The pungent odor of dead is the end!! …