Evil by Mahima Gupta

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Dec 2013

Evil

After every word she spoke, 
The moon shined bright 
But the light was not its own.
Okay.
 Only The angels rejoiced. 
But, there are no angels.
Okay.

Written by

Mahima Gupta Kolkata

(Kolkata)

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