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Diksha Prashar Dec 2019
Lips remained sealed
Even though I pleaded
Tears shed in vain, no more
I seethed,
Accusations were raised
Violent they became
Scars, I abhor will remain
Proof of
Betrayal I sustained
My soul withered
In rage
Yet, I stayed
To remember
The events that played
Catalyst of my pain
DNA we share
What a shame?

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