Red — hue of love, yet abhorred when it's on her raiment. Blood — epitomizes gallantry until it's hers. "Daag acche hain" until it's her stains.
Oh, she shrieks in ache and you lend her your unhearing ears There're a gazillion daggers impaled into her abdomen and you dare clepe her frail. That she bleeds is why you're yet extant.
The scarlet stains bear tokens of her endurance, tokens she's carried for an aeon. Oh, she bleeds, yes But it's not an abomination.
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