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Riddhima Bagwe

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Riddhima Bagwe

Abstract

Red Lipstick

Red Lipstick

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Shining was the moon

Lips were entangled

Pitch silent was the arena

The only sound was of the Chimes!


Shortly heard was a scream

On her face was a beam

Slowly her lips we could see

Red was d color ..

No, it wasn't lovers hicki

Blood flowed from them as she giggled

And nearby her dying lover wriggled!!!


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