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Rohini S Kanmaney

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Rohini S Kanmaney

Abstract Tragedy Others

Behind The Doors

Behind The Doors

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Knock knock 

The door opened 

There was a beautifully dressed woman standing 

He came in with the audacity to pick one from those 

Gently holding her hand he took her in 

she knew the gentleness was a facade 

But she was ready to get herself bruised inside those rooms 

There was no light 

Neither in her room nor in her life 

All in the name of what?

Just like he wanted to satisfy the fiend in him 

All she wanted was to fill her stomach. 


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