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Shruti Jha

Drama

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Shruti Jha

Drama

A Question

A Question

1 min
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A handsome boy

With sparkling eyes.


A hidden world of

Hurts and lies.


A tricky game

Will make you on the sky.


After a while

Web gonna make you die.


They'll leave you

And you will never know why.


Your wings get damage

Folded like a frozen fly.


At the end

You will left with a question 

Why it was I.


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