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Sep 2018
Hi! Do I know you? Have we met earlier?
You seem alone, wanna come inside my house?
Maybe grab a coffee?, I asked the strange looking woman who looked awfully familiar.
“I’m here to take you”, she whispered.

And at that moment I knew who she was,
The queen of darkness.
She came to take me again.

With her clothes so black,
Even the light would be scared of them.
With face so red,
Even the blood would be jealous.
With her voice so scary,
That the opera of horror choked itself.
With eyes so white,
That the salt hid from the kitchen, feeling terrorized.

“You can’t escape from me, you need to return back to the land where you belong”, she growled.
I ran and ran but she caught me in her void again,
Making me fall in that world of wretchedness again.
“Darkness, my old friend, I’m back”, I cried.
-Khushi :’)
Khushi Batra
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Khushi Batra  19/F
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