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Oct 2024
You are played on chess
You are placed on chess

They laughed on your chastity
They played with your beauty

You are questioned for your purity
You are neglected for your curiousity

You called for protection
You asked for judgement
You called them to show their bravery
You questioned for their promises

No one stood to fight for you
No one took sword to cut
those brutal heads
To mute those shameless laughs

"Nothing is changed
Thousands years passed
Still I am standing there
With those ***** hands
Ripping my cloth
To shatter my honour
In the assembly of most honoured"
Written by
Vanita vats
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     Aniruddha and Boycotted Ben
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