Beauty: I am proud that people follow me.
Death: True! They love u. But do you know they fear me.I have the previlige of calling myself powerful being and can wish what i chose.
Beauty: Oh! that hardly matters. See whom do people like the most. They run away from you, feel alone and fear in your company. They call you the cruelest creature who does not feel a bit sympathy on others. They have a heart full of grudge against you instead they have heart full of love for me. You must take serious notice of your position.
Death : Wow Miss beauty! You live in an illusion. There are people who like my company afore to their kins and dears. They do not run your campaign. He is passionate to embrace me.
Beauty: Who is this foolish being?
Death: Look these brave martyrs. How proudly and respectfully they come to me.
Beauty: How miserable! Try to be a wise Mr Death. For your kind information, it is a handful of men who feel pleasure at your home. The major lot of the world is my crazy fan. It makes shops, write books and grants awards in my name. Read the best verse of poets, it is decorated with words of mine.
Death: I agree with you Miss Rose but don't you see my ever robe. I am such permanant creature that can write immortal story of my being. It is not in your power. You come and fade away. You are like a such tree that buds in spring but wither away in winter. Can you have such power that you can preserve your immortality. Not at all!
If you still doubt my tongue,Let me take away your brightness to prove you weak.........................................silence!
Death: True! They love u. But do you know they fear me.I have the previlige of calling myself powerful being and can wish what i chose.
Beauty: Oh! that hardly matters. See whom do people like the most. They run away from you, feel alone and fear in your company. They call you the cruelest creature who does not feel a bit sympathy on others. They have a heart full of grudge against you instead they have heart full of love for me. You must take serious notice of your position.
Death : Wow Miss beauty! You live in an illusion. There are people who like my company afore to their kins and dears. They do not run your campaign. He is passionate to embrace me.
Beauty: Who is this foolish being?
Death: Look these brave martyrs. How proudly and respectfully they come to me.
Beauty: How miserable! Try to be a wise Mr Death. For your kind information, it is a handful of men who feel pleasure at your home. The major lot of the world is my crazy fan. It makes shops, write books and grants awards in my name. Read the best verse of poets, it is decorated with words of mine.
Death: I agree with you Miss Rose but don't you see my ever robe. I am such permanant creature that can write immortal story of my being. It is not in your power. You come and fade away. You are like a such tree that buds in spring but wither away in winter. Can you have such power that you can preserve your immortality. Not at all!
If you still doubt my tongue,Let me take away your brightness to prove you weak.........................................silence!
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