Amidst the chaos and catastrophe of the epoch

Shackles of the society bruise me

Blackness of these blotches ventures to encompass my spirit

The wounds struggle to swallow my soul

With every despair I verge eradication, they believe

With every torment I verge death, they hope

The affliction, but, steels me

I am not a mere body

I am a rebel

And rebels do not die, they only break free.

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The friendliest and the rudest person you'll ever meet. I am not that bad though. :)

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Student. Feminist. Reader.