"I want her dead."
I wish, I feel, I say;
"Why?" He asks munching on a bread
"The destroyer of my childhood."-
The cunning face with the scared look
May not let you fool
A plain cover of an evil book
Can tear you to shreds, and use you as a tool.
Disloyal, backstabber, heartless she is
Totally not fun to be with
Her friends, no longer even her acquaintance
I am the one to leave-
A cut throat competition I've entered
The sloth in tow
The only thing I look forward to
Is when I could go and see the tarnished grave
And that's where I'll stay-
~Priya K.
Drajen
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