CHAINS
I was stuck in the jungle
Being ******* like Pringles
Watched all day and night by hidden an eagle
I cannot even mumble.
I was bonded with chains
Shivering in pains
I am not able to wash stains off
That unleashed scars that cannot be erased
Respect, dignity and virginity
was all lost with intense atrocity
The atmosphere was filled with tears from wavering souls
All our virtue, they stole.
Apr 29, 2025
Apr 29, 2025 at 3:33 AM UTC
CHAINS
I was stuck in the jungle
Being ******* like Pringles
Watched all day and night by hidden an eagle
I cannot even mumble.
I was bonded with chains
Shivering in pains
I am not able to wash stains off
That unleashed scars that cannot be erased
Respect, dignity and virginity
was all lost with intense atrocity
The atmosphere was filled with tears from wavering souls
All our virtue, they stole.
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