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Jul 2018
giving you my love on a platter
was like
feeding a child the age old truth
as he reaches out, for a young, sweet, sweet lie
what better does a child know anyway?

(she was your sweet lie, and now shes left you with tooth ache, it wont let you sleep, will it?)
Anshita Mehrotra
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Anshita Mehrotra  19/F/India
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