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Sanya Singh

Abstract Tragedy Fantasy

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Sanya Singh

Abstract Tragedy Fantasy

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She was strong she was beautiful 

She was dark she was hell

Could have someone broke her spell?


Telling people she was fine 

Telling people she didn’t cry 

We don’t bother but can we try? 


Fighting with herself 

Fighting with the world 

Instead of tears, it was flowing blood


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