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May 7
“If she her gaze falls upon you,
You can’t escape the slow painful death “
All this while I heard people describe her,
Now, yes, it was my turn!

I was eleven, it was my first wild encounter!
Dark as she looks, treacherous like her ways
I asked her “who are you ?
Why don’t people like you “

“Why’s everything so negative about you ?
Why do u hijack people’s glee
Cage them, torment them.
They become suicidal because of you ! “

She smiled at me,
Wiping mine, forever, with salty bursts of tears
Showing her actual eerie self! Casting a spell
My stomach hurt, and I shuddered

she cast her spell on me!
I went up to the window facing the sea
While the wind blew my curtains apart
I saw myself sitting in dark!

Sitting cold and Still I repeated,
ludicrously laughing : “I am her !
I am none but I am she
Haha now starts all my misery! “

I saw the thunder splitting the sea
By then she had become one in me
She muttered - Yes I am she !
I am pain herself !
                                   -Rose 🌹
Sneha shenoy
Written by
Sneha shenoy  21/F/India
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