“Last Night ,
I was shouting for help,
But No one answered ,
Beside the devil's knight,
I begged him to let me go,
but he denied and said I was devil's favourite creation,
And thus how could he let me go ?
I cried and cried ,
Until my eyes dried ,
Slowly blood started coming out of my mouth !
I got horrified ,
Was it time for me to die ?
CRY the night said ,
What? I asked ,
This blood flowing out of your mouth ,
isn't yours!
Then who's is it ? I asked ,
This blood belongs to the dead bodies that you buried in your backyard last night ....”
©pluto
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