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Period
A crimson tide, a monthly woe,
A silent ache she dares not show.
Cramps like chains, they twist and bind,
Her body battles, peace hard to find.
Sleepless nights, a weary sigh,
As...
A silent ache she dares not show.
Cramps like chains, they twist and bind,
Her body battles, peace hard to find.
Sleepless nights, a weary sigh,
As...
