Betrayal IIA Poem by Chirag KumarUsed like a cigarette stick, as I burnt myself, to be relished by her with every puff, only to realize being crushed, to the grounds of humiliation, once the purpose was dispersed. The stench of betrayal haunts her lips till eternity. - C Kumar July 25 2015 © 2015 Chirag KumarReviews
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