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Apr 2020
Silky- smooth,
Velvety words,
Envelop me,
Until I'm cosy, and warm,
Illusion of a haven-
Vulnerable, unguarded,
Obscured under my trust-
Words,
Or should I say?
Knives,
Stab me,
Again,
And Again,
Life's draining out of me.
Why did you do this ?
Shrika
Written by
Shrika  17/F/India
(17/F/India)   
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