By Poorvi.G.Revankar
I think you go to hell
and make its reputation worse .
You filthy little creature,
For the world who is a curse.
Bare body of yours covered in
soot and smoke.
It’s my neck
your scary huge claws choke.
Your existence makes me
want to be invisible
Have mercy ,for the things
you did to me are despicable.
By Poorvi.G.Revankar
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