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Apr 2015
It's like agony. The wait.
It's like a knife twisting in my gut. The fear.
It's the laboured breathing. The anticipation.
And the reason is you.
How stupid to have fallen for you.
When I could have saved myself.
And here I am,blithely stepping into the spider's  web.
Avantika Singhal
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Avantika Singhal  India.
(India.)   
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   Akhil Bhadwal
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