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Dec 2018
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Sentiments are beyond reach!
My pet dog seems to be busy scraping of dead meat off the ground
Smoke and gold, a melancholy!
The honorary debate between mistrust and a dead fetus!
The wait for a pension which serves blood and redemption
Who would have thought that drama was scarred on my *******!
As to who stabs whom,
THE DEAD IS THE DEAD *******
TRY TO BREATHE YOU INCESSANT FOOL
THE LINES OF LOVE!
Tell me more of your fables
full of
LIES, LIES AND LIES!
Sukanya Basu
Written by
Sukanya Basu  23/F/Nowhere
(23/F/Nowhere)   
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