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Marks of Shame
Marks of Shame
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Oh, Stop Screaming you little one!
Stop Screaming.......
So that no one.....no one can hear you!
Though your tears are colorless,
The smell of your blood,
Seems absolutely fresh and new!
We don't need to know who you are,
Pervin.....Prativa.......or Prem
After all, what to do with such a silly name!
Can it be strong enough to surpass all those marks of Shame???
Those marks....on your unblemished skin,
Look, They are blooming.....
Yes, They are blooming like Forbidden Flowers!
As if witnessing the celebration of evil, in some dark hours!
And when you will rise with all your wounds and scars.
The naked sky will welcome you as one of its brightest stars.
