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Loss of My Fidelity

Hashtag Kalakar
Jan 13, 2025
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Updated: Jul 17, 2025


By Kalyani Warrier


The rug has been pulled from underneath

By all your sinful pleasures withheld,

I am damned in the court of my heart,

Trapped, prisoned and beaten

For the hope I carry in your wickedness.

I am being tried forever, in hopes of regaining composure,

But trapped I stay,

As I damn myself

For my credence of your embellished loyalty.


By Kalyani Warrier




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