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Evil
Clinging
Monsters
They haunt you
They scare you
They want to take over your world

They come
Disguised
In
Teeny
Weeny
Packages

Looking harmless
Luring you into their trap
And then they drag you      d
And then they make you f     o
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                                                  l      n
                                                    l
You can't escape
Their menacing grip

You know they're growing
A colony strong
Finding allies
They're out to crush
*You
Apiphobia, Athazagarophobia, Atelophobia, Triskaidekaphobia, Xenophobia what else
Little pieces of paper
To threaten the existence
of Little girls

Why know English?
To comprehend a language
That many of us already speak ?

Why learn Math?
In ten years' time,
I don't see myself
doing set theory
or applying circle properties to my occupation
Its' called common sense
And this common sense will lead me to believe
and to perceive whatever I have to do
In ten years' time
At this juncture, I must ask
Is common sense being taught?

Why learn Science?
Yes understanding the world before us
Humanities?
Science and Humanities
Common foes
Threatens each others' existence
One looks at human conditions
The other make theories to "disprove" that human condition
Love is blind, says one.
Love is Everything,
"This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet"
The great poet has uttered.

Pieces of paper
With marks scrawled in red
Threatens my very existence
Live your life to the fullest.
Becomes a misleading statement.

And then again,
exams seem like a milestone
And many of us frogs
Which leap from one to another
Drown in the middle
Hop up to another
A never-ending series of jumps
All the way till I'm 22.

Little pieces of paper
To threaten the existence
of Little girls
Stars, stars
they shine so bright
yet so bright in
the dimly-lit sky

Stars, stars
Ever heard of shooting stars?
Well, I think I saw one
And made a wish
And then I saw it go right down

Stars, stars
Thousands and thousands
Millions of millions
collected dust
are called
stars

Dust, dust
Oh whatever happened to your other name
Stars
Thou'st don't shine so brightly anymore
By cause of dead wishes
dead dead dead dust
Then why did thy,
the shooting star,
come right up,
I wished, I wished a little wish
And then you went right d
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                                                  w
                                                     n
Hopes fell right down
The same way you fell right down


Stars, stars
they shine so bright
yet so bright in
the dimly-lit sky

Are you sure you are shining bright in the sky?
A cage
Trapped within
Is a few thousands
dreams

Slashed on my skin
A few pieces
of the cane
Red sweltering marks
pain
reddening
the red tide rushes out


Let go
Let go

Hundreds of thoughts
Gone
Simply
Gone.
Into the dark night sky,
dreams gone.
words gone.
The body
lies down on the body.
Rush of thoughts
Final emotions
before every
vessel
every beating *****
that gives me the life to live
comes to a
stop and takes
a break.
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