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Incomplete

The deepest secret I hide,

expressing it to everybody wasn’t an option.

I spoke everything else because my heart

wanted to feel satisfaction.

I faced everything alone,

daddy told me warriors have to battle independently.

Screamed inside my body,

as there was no room to vent my emotion.

Heavier I felt from my childhood,

choked and restrained!

I wasn’t a regular kid that had her swing to play.

My nights were longer than others,

my days were incomplete.

I was isolated in my body, what to be when I was vacant

from inside said the society.

-Riya Shah

By Ray

POET| CONTENT WRITER| BLOGGER

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