˜o™ The Betrayal

Is it the pinch of poison that seeped in
Through my shivering lips?

Is it the stream of red that dripped
From the slit of my delicate wrist?

Is it the depth of the ocean,
Where I finally threw myself to?

Is it the cold rusted parallel rods
Where I waited for the giant angry cart?

Is it the peaks of the mounts,
From where I flew like an apterous bird?
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Why such strife Pappu....