Story of my Death
I found that i exist the day
When my mom called dad n smiled in a beautiful way ?
I was feeling like a precious pearl..
When d doctor said that i m a girl..
I thought that my mother would be praised
But instead.. she was disgraced
Everyone thought i was a curse
I was unhappy n was feeling disgust.
My existence was then no longer.
But i handled the pain because i was stronger..
Now... i m killed
It was their mistake, why i m billed?
Copyright © APOORVA RAI | Year Posted 2016
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