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Women privilege
It's the old you who I miss
Now you went this far to become his
Behind my back you both kiss
But before he used to call you sis

My eyes hid your face by curtain of tears
I was kind but you accused me of being fierce
I apologized till the end so that the problem clears
But every day and night your drama gives me fears

I was an innocent who got framed as a criminal
At first you celebrated my birthday, now you are arranging my funeral
If you want to hurt me, go ahead, you shall
Tear me, crush me, throw me and make me dull

Just because I'm a boy doesn't mean I don't feel
My heart is also made of flesh not of steel
With molten metal, my heart you seal
Now the wounds are struggling to heal...



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