HIS HIDDEN CAGE
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she was like a fragile rose who like to stay free and open but he locked that fragile force into his dark hidden cage away from the light of happiness rays in the dark cage of hate and fear.
she loves freedom
but he caged her.
she loved him
but he hated her.
He was as cold as ice
but even that ice melts from her warmth.
she- "You will beg for ur sins"
he - "Mr. Abhimanyu Agarwal never beg for anything".
she- "what is mine fault?"
he- " That you are my wife".
"I WANT FREEDOM !"
"IN MY DARK HIDDEN CAGE DARLING".
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