My fingers itch to hold your throat,
Like a dying a moth,
Tighten my hold.
And when you will breath for last time,
All colors fly,
Like stars that shine.
Copyright © Iqra Bi Ansari 2024
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The Shadows We Bury
Mystery / ThrillerA determined girl, haunted by her brother's tragic death at his elite boarding school, enrolls at the same institution, desperate to uncover the truth. The school administration insists it was suicide, but she refuses to accept the official story. A...
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My fingers itch to hold your throat,
Like a dying a moth,
Tighten my hold.
And when you will breath for last time,
All colors fly,
Like stars that shine.
Copyright © Iqra Bi Ansari 2024
