The wrong time.
The time which distinguishes the night from the day , the same time predicted
the safety of my gender.
Over the period of time , days more than the sun rays became more significant for safety. Days became appropriate and nights became so inappropriate.
Days became the right time for a women, nights became the wrong time.
Nights became darkness all over , in my life this darkness ruled.
Wish the goddess of night the moon, could walk me back in midst of all this darkness and keep me safe.
My gender became my weakness , rather than my strength.
Within these time zones laid a soul inside a female body who wanted to know how the night smells like.
the safety of my gender.
Over the period of time , days more than the sun rays became more significant for safety. Days became appropriate and nights became so inappropriate.
Days became the right time for a women, nights became the wrong time.
Nights became darkness all over , in my life this darkness ruled.
Wish the goddess of night the moon, could walk me back in midst of all this darkness and keep me safe.
My gender became my weakness , rather than my strength.
Within these time zones laid a soul inside a female body who wanted to know how the night smells like.
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