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previously known as Mosaic Memories

Human nature is all about trying to fit into the normality of society despite its own simplicity and complications First place winner in THE SINNE AWARDS

Dear Life, Long time, no see... Letters written to a lost life Highest ranking #1 in poetry on 28-5-'18 Sequel - Letters to Life: Letters written to a loved life First place winner in The Butterfly Fly Away awards First place winner in The Golden Star Awards Second place winner in Book Review Center's Summer awards

Sequel to Letters to Life: Letters written to a lost life A collection of prose and poetry Highest ranking #7 in poetry

Demons are not born. They are made. Isn't that what they say? He was an exception to their class. He was a born devil. Genes of a monster rushed wildly in his veins. He was the ruler of the hell hanging upside down from his skull. Its fire dripped and burned holes in his greasy heart made of remnants of fractured ghosts. Until her. She filled the holes in his heart with the rouge pieces of her own. She kissed the fire in his eyes with such passion that the ashes took the form of wings. She transformed his jaded demons into angels having chiffon wings. She became his sun, his moon, his stars, his obsession and his addiction, his poison and his panacea, his source and his haven. The sanctum to his demons. But does it take much to corrupt artificial angels?