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Did that worry you?
Confused you, blurred your memory
Something is going on behind retina;
Faded thoughts,
Trying to unfold the mystery

A blood stained hand impression
Questioned the investigation
Turns and twists
Twisted again
Mystery unsolved
A home carpeted with blood
Kids killed and never seen again
Pieces sold from their bodies
Left several unanswered questions
Mystery dissolved
A girl going home midnight
Disappeared from sight
Cloth over her mouth
She swallowed her cries, her pain
Thrown away once torn apart
Mystery on hold
Night on roads worst than a nightmare
Road turning into mischievous forest
Wearing insecurities
Beholding breaths
dread in eyes
Rushing towards home
Everyday conquering over fear
Wrapping strength
Disoriented by flapping tongues
Thoughts permeating on paper
Unrevealed mysteries flare up.
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