They are dwelling in pain.
They are swallowing their name
They call them a blunder.
Society kills them with a hunter.
It's a murder!
The god shy's.
Even they started love to fright.
They can hear their intimidations.
Not through words but it hurts.
Yeh, they murdered!
We can join our hands.
As they disdain,
we can secure them as a real men.
Wait ! A murder .
©atulsharma
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