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Devil Horned Chaos

Ritika Bhardwaj

Yet again the lips have puckered
The usual eye roll on the go
Tongue in cheek moments
Or foot in mouth as you go
But Feel nonetheless
The unabashed You
For the Devil sitting one shoulder
And his friend on the other
Ate up the little grace you had
Left you with zilch of chafe
He spooked your fear so bad
Shame went on a one way trip
Dying , crying inside to the core
To fit in , to be accepted
Nope none , can do no more
Embrace the little monster in you
Feed him fuel him free him
Soon things will turn to soot
Now Enjoy the hearts and
Kiss asses with your boot
Oh what a beauty it is
To not be in but to Be CHAOS!


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