<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=479149" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Doomed</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They ravaged her body, her spirit never healed<br>The day she was abused was the day she was killed.<br>They probed the incident; it was just another case, <br>It really mattered little, the shame on her face.<br>Tongues kept rolling, gossips with spice, <br>She invited it; she was a woman with vice.<br>Her looks lured them, the way she dressed, <br>She was also flirty, reasons to be disgraced.<br>Her pity was a story, her agony in courtroom<br>Scattered lay her life, in the darkness of doom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Pradip+Chattopadhyay">Pradip Chattopadhyay</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=479149" data-title="Doomed de Pradip Chattopadhyay" data-description="They ravaged her body, her spirit never healed The day she was abused was the day she was killed. They probed the incident; it was just another case, It really mattered little, the shame on her face. Tongues kept rolling, gossips with spice, She..."></div> </div> </div>

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