She was a blade with a name
Elegant to see, harmless when sheathed
A powerful weapon indeed.
Dangerous to touch, curvy when bare
But deadly when you fall in love with it.
-Nupur Dua
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Devoted to the demons inside
PoetryMy demons were scraping the hell out of me, haunting my skull like never before. They didn't permit me to live, they screamed even more when I wanted to die. Sadness was all over me, adorning my heart's scars painfully. And very soon, darkness would...
