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Swapna Purohit

Horror Tragedy Crime

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Swapna Purohit

Horror Tragedy Crime

Fairytaled Innocence

Fairytaled Innocence

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Oh! I see a satan is it an illusion oh, 

why it's all very blurry though.

 

My self, which was buried in a mirage suddenly got up from the coffins of death and now the senses running I saw it was a person I loved... it was Cinderella's old fairy but as I was fully aware now, I see the fox who attacked the little Red Riding Hood!! 


Oh... the little child was scared and scarred for life the beauty left the little eyes! 


Filled the innocence with fear, anger, and dark. That's the way little minds are ruin so who are you my Satan or a person I had faith in??... Slowly fading the innocence the child dies!! 

     



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