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Jan 2014
She molds herself
a silver pen
Embedded with rubies
crystals and gems.
She pours her life
out on fragile pages,
unleashes her thoughts
from their constrictive cages
But one dark day,
the pages were found
Lampooned and humiliated,
she hit the ground
Along with her
fell her silver pen
the crystals now stained
with the darkest red.
Ananyaa Kapoor
Written by
Ananyaa Kapoor  India
(India)   
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