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Aritra Chatterjee

Drama Romance Tragedy

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Aritra Chatterjee

Drama Romance Tragedy

Poison

Poison

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She craves me like a stallion against the wind 

The champion with a thorn on his heals,

Aromatic poison seduces the deep dark sins

Girl you got that magnet which pulls me in.


Your carnal senses incarnates the hunger within

Trapped inside conscience that doesn't gets thin,

The moment of truth vanishes with the fog of lust

Let me eat your heart when it conceives dark.


Phoenix shall rise from the ashes again

New World trivia is just a weapon for gain,

Let's feast when the sun goes down

Drop your guards so I can pull myself up.


I see the goddess among the mere mortals

Preparing for a leap to fulfill their desires,

Damn your eyes that drowns the perspective

A condemned soul will always spit negetive.


There will be noise when cages are rattled

You sold your soul to the devil to win a battle,

Go on, dig a grave to bury the perfumed secrets

I promise not to sell your poisoned assets.


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