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RJ Reshma Jishnudas

Tragedy Crime Children

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RJ Reshma Jishnudas

Tragedy Crime Children

Shattered before I get blossomed

Shattered before I get blossomed

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I called you as my brother

With intense affection, I projected you in my heart

I happily played with you

Giggled in your words and smile

Always coloured my life with happiness 

Never seen your hardest face any day

Pampered me like your little sister

Now I realised my own perceptions 

I am brutally killed, by your hands

But my soul wandering for a life


Each and every moment filled your eyes with lust

Your fingers crawled ferociously through my entire body

Its been years, I am abused victimized at last killed

I am just a six years old baby

Shattered me before I get blossomed

How could you do this to me, brother!

How could you have done it..



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