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She came from a small suburban town, Her conservative parents shaped her background. Her dreams were withered down to a trickle, She had to be married off as per the societal shackles. One fine day when her age was “right”, Her parents shipped her off with man they considered a knight. It was the beginning of a lifelong nightmare, Every night a pair of patriarchal cuffs she was made to wear. And thus with each passing night, She was subjected to his vicious smite. Her cries for help were paused As marital **** was never stated in laws. I welcome you behind these closed doors. I have no other skeletons buried in my wardrobe.
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May 31, 2020
May 31, 2020 at 3:01 PM UTC
Behind Closed Doors
She came from a small suburban town, Her conservative parents shaped her background. Her dreams were withered down to a trickle, She had to be married off as per the societal shackles. One fine day when her age was “right”, Her parents shipped her off with man they considered a knight. It was the beginning of a lifelong nightmare, Every night a pair of patriarchal cuffs she was made to wear. And thus with each passing night, She was subjected to his vicious smite. Her cries for help were paused As marital **** was never stated in laws. I welcome you behind these closed doors. I have no other skeletons buried in my wardrobe.
pragya-santani
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May 31, 2020
May 31, 2020 at 3:01 PM UTC
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