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Mar 2018
Once jaunty and lively,
Now playing with poison ivy.
Earlier wanting to be a libertine,
Now waiting for death to oblige.

Abdomen with an incision,
Knees with bruises,
And face with cuts,
He is a shattered glass
Cuddling with darkness.

Surrounded by unbridled wickedness
And bogus thoughts,
He wonders
What will happen at the crack of dawn.
-Khushi :)
Khushi Batra
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Khushi Batra  19/F
(19/F)   
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