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Aug 2018
Drops of blood, sprayed like water on a rainy day.
Deafening silence echoing in the precarious sedentary walls,
Light blue sky diminishing into a desolate,
Evil laughter follows in my ear, making my eardrums bleed.
Fear conquers my determination,
Encompassing me with defeat and decay.
Dread boiled over my sorrow,
And I run back to my room,
Seeing four beautiful words on my bloodied mirror.

YOUR END IS HERE.

-Khushi
Khushi Batra
Written by
Khushi Batra  19/F
(19/F)   
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