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Srija Lodh

Tragedy Crime

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Srija Lodh

Tragedy Crime

Yes, I Am Safe...

Yes, I Am Safe...

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My parents were working out of the station

I was alone with my bro with no communication

I was playing, running in my room

My brother went outside I don't know with whom

I was all alone in the home and thought myself to be a queen

But there was someone who made everything ruin

There was my uncle in the door whom I feared

Coz I don't like his touch here and there

He came closer to me and I sit

He touched me somewhere I can't repeat

I was 11 years old with a lack of sense

But his uncanny behavior made me tensed

I was bleeding, screaming, writhing in pain

But that made nothing to my uncle with no gain

Ha did his work and played with me enough

But accepting the pain for me was quite tough

My parents came back with apples and grapes

And thanked my uncle for keeping me safe.


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