Anshita Singh   (anshita)
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Insta id- bettr_a_loner
Joined 16 February 2018


Insta id- bettr_a_loner
Joined 16 February 2018
20 SEP 2022 AT 23:37

"The irony is ,
the most guarded is the
most threatened."

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19 SEP 2022 AT 18:40

"Abstain from the light,
for always,it has come with
a deadly price."

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24 JUL 2022 AT 13:16

His twisted sin,
twisted the tragedy
to twist the play,
by twisting the characters
giving them a twisted fate
and a twisted end.

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11 JUN 2022 AT 22:38

His bloodlust and
her psychopathic tendencies.

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7 MAY 2022 AT 21:06

Her lifeless eyes
spoke of all those
deadly sins, her
soul committed.

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13 APR 2022 AT 19:36

She tames the tempts
to be the temptress.

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28 MAR 2022 AT 22:48

i saw people
laughing while digging
their own graves.

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25 FEB 2022 AT 13:41

Maybe next day,
the sun will shine brighter than today for the desolate to hope to blossom.
Maybe next day,
the broken bud will eventually grow in to a magnificent flower for strength to develop.
Maybe next day,
the heart will beat again with warmth for removing the forlorn winter.
Maybe next day,
the darkling thrush will sing more ecstatically for the arrival of newfound hope.
Maybe next day,
we'll laugh a little more for the sense of bravity that is mustered.

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5 FEB 2022 AT 16:38


You made my agile roses
to agonizingly bleed;
tempting the devil to
claw my petals again.

In my defense,
I lost all of my scripted lines,
nothing of or in me
left to say;
remains that's my
painfully awake dull
almond eyes -
those behold the stories
in which I played
and survived.

And in end,
I lost all,
holding just a thin pieced
thread,
that too threatening to leave my side.
Staring at all and nothing together,
my torn soul hurts so much
to the thought of rewriting again
something so fragile.

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16 DEC 2021 AT 23:42

Even, when his character got disoriented the act didn't stop, roles played by others flowed flawlessly as if his character meant absolute nothing to them.
Pages after pages kept on turning leaving behind his character and the role, making him wonder , if, he ever existed in those acts.

Time seemed to pass by like those untrustworthy winds with wings who waits for none. Just like that the plays are meant to be done. That's the brutality and that's the weakness , without any cure.

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