“Let me be”, she yelled,
Her life was another “hell”..!!!?
Oh, how cliché she blurred,
With her heart sinking,
Eyes bestowed with bloody, damp-dry,
Brutalized pearls
Smile a troubled crescent,
Shivers, so jittery,
Mumbled with,
Hot sweat cradled dead!
Forsaken,
Throned to rule.
The disfigured, musty,
Thick mutilated,
Ruins of love!
Border she peered into,
Many-a-times just a rusty ferrum.
GIVE UP!
NO! YES!
If she cant say it,
Let her burry her soul,
While she was chained,
Bonded, shackles tied strong.
Only her heart,
Pure yet smoked with tar,
Cried,
Could she ever love again?
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