Things were getting clearer
Healy was the one I fear
I decided to have a search operation in the Healy's house
Now the CID cop wasn't willing initially because Healy was a reputed retired cop
But he gave in
As I told him about Healy's entire plot!
We searched every corner of house
But found nothing
Garage was left
We went in!
There we found some jute bags
We opened them all
I was in shock
Couldn't believe it at all!
I fell down crying still can't believe my eyes
In jute bags there was my cousin sister's body cut into pieces
Why do my friend Healy would ever do this!
Searched his garage more
An old car was there
Opened its back gate
My whole uncle's family was lying there!
Now I came to know who's that unknown person is
Healy is the one who had done this!
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Little Do You Know
PoetryThe smile we let the other see while we are dying a little everyday.. The collection of poems hard and clear about what hurts Orginal and selfwritten.
