Different shades of ink.

Monday, 16 May 2016

Game

Eyes filled with water,
charm ready to slaughter,
as she broke the chain,
it began to rain,
as she clutched her fist,
all she could see was mist,
changed the pace of the game,
things were never the same.
~ Mansi Gupta
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