Empathy Post author:monami mukherjee Post published:October 31, 2016 Post category:random Post comments:0 Comments My shadow lurks behind meOn a crooked plain I tread Nailed prophet oozes bloodAccursed wounds refuse to heal My heart morphed into plastic toyIncessantly beats the shit out ofEvery vessel that leads to its chamber. You Might Also Like The Unbearable Lightness of Being : A Review October 31, 2016 Paradise Lost Lines 84-241 Lecture 6 | Satan & Beelzebub December 7, 2020 The Title Mricchakatika: Justification and Analysis November 17, 2020 Leave a Reply Cancel replyCommentEnter your name or username to comment Enter your email address to comment Enter your website URL (optional) Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.