I found myself standing alone in a dark room.
Where no light could touch me, no one to hear me...
Felt the chilly breeze run through my hair...
I knew he was there, everywhere...
The love I felt made me numb,
To his wishes so I succumb,
He tore me to pieces...
Now I am busy gathering my shreds.
Still in the room, alone but warm!
Charu Agarwal
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