Victim

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Her long tresses and her twinkled eye

Beauty hidden in the dark

He loved her; wanted to own her

She disagreed, proud she was…

She continued her triumphant walk

Pairs of eyes followed her everywhere

She resisted his presence..

But she was weak, he overpowered her

She was lost…

Now she covers herself…

Long tresses and face all in a veil

She wonders where she went wrong

Has to no right to say no!!


(Tribute to the many acid attack victims who were jittered by their vindictive lovers)

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