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Shayan Manna

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Shayan Manna

Horror Thriller Others

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   A boy groans in the dark,

      Try to make a bloody mark.

      He starts walking to reach there,

      Someone from dark says "come here"

      Frightening scream of this boy,

      Feelalike the pain of a broken toy.

      The blood flows in the plain,

      His soul released from his inner pain.

      The evil whispered in the dark and says,

      "Never lose the hope of ray".

 


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