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Bhavjot Singh thanks for the tag but what a challenge you gave me

I fall, at the mercy of the Stygian's hilt

like a dutch angle, my world takes a tilt

the truth soaks my body, a spreading blood stain

my ears take the words like daggers, in pain

loud echoes reverberate down my spine

what a fool I was to think all’d be fine

Soul Words The Adult Orphan priya prachi — my last line is your first

Thanks Naman for tagging me:

But let me conquer miles before I sleep,

Basking in glory before I am reaped. 

For my triumph in wreath,  my exultation,

Mar 23
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