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Writer's pictureBhavya Bhatt

A CRY FOR HELP


“HELP”, a scream is heard, the voice is familiar,

Hey, “Where are you”, I ask but there’s no reply!

“I can help you, say something,” I shout,

Yet, no voices can be heard, I wonder why.

Two seconds later, I hear it again, this time louder.

I look here and there, and I deem it a dream.

I put back the earphones, shut my eyes,

So shuts my inner self with tears mixing in my bloodstream!

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