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DIVINITY WITHOUT, DIVINITY WITHOUT, DIVINITY WITHOUT, DIVINITY WITHOUT, DIVINITY WITHOUT

Your fangs open like lips.

I am ready for the kiss of death

at a war zone, where I was adrift

holding the flame, moments

stabbed by hot bullets.

Black and white words break the

embrace, I cannot study the bandona now.

Eyes winged, were sailing to distant

lands of smugness, a darkening calm

taking over the poems.

The pungent stink hurts, I swim

without water on dry riverbed, becoming

target for kalashnikov, the courtyard

filled by encroaching blood,

dominion of silent sobs.

Satish Verma

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DIVINITY WITHOUT

Your fangs open like lips.

I am ready for the kiss of death

at a war zone, where I was adrift

holding the flame, moments

stabbed by hot bullets.

Black and white words break the

embrace, I cannot study the bandona now.

Eyes winged, were sailing to distant

lands of smugness, a darkening calm

taking over the poems.

The pungent stink hurts, I swim

without water on dry riverbed, becoming

target for kalashnikov, the courtyard

filled by encroaching blood,

dominion of silent sobs.

Satish Verma

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DIVINITY WITHOUT

Your fangs open like lips.

I am ready for the kiss of death

at a war zone, where I was adrift

holding the flame, moments

stabbed by hot bullets.

Black and white words break the

embrace, I cannot study the bandona now.

Eyes winged, were sailing to distant

lands of smugness, a darkening calm

taking over the poems.

The pungent stink hurts, I swim

without water on dry riverbed, becoming

target for kalashnikov, the courtyard

filled by encroaching blood,

dominion of silent sobs.

Satish Verma

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DIVINITY WITHOUT

Your fangs open like lips.

I am ready for the kiss of death

at a war zone, where I was adrift

holding the flame, moments

stabbed by hot bullets.

Black and white words break the

embrace, I cannot study the bandona now.

Eyes winged, were sailing to distant

lands of smugness, a darkening calm

taking over the poems.

The pungent stink hurts, I swim

without water on dry riverbed, becoming

target for kalashnikov, the courtyard

filled by encroaching blood,

dominion of silent sobs.

Satish Verma

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DIVINITY WITHOUT

Your fangs open like lips.

I am ready for the kiss of death

at a war zone, where I was adrift

holding the flame, moments

stabbed by hot bullets.

Black and white words break the

embrace, I cannot study the bandona now.

Eyes winged, were sailing to distant

lands of smugness, a darkening calm

taking over the poems.

The pungent stink hurts, I swim

without water on dry riverbed, becoming

target for kalashnikov, the courtyard

filled by encroaching blood,

dominion of silent sobs.

Satish Verma

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DIVINITY WITHOUT

Your fangs open like lips.

I am ready for the kiss of death

at a war zone, where I was adrift

holding the flame, moments

stabbed by hot bullets.

Black and white words break the

embrace, I cannot study the bandona now.

Eyes winged, were sailing to distant

lands of smugness, a darkening calm

taking over the poems.

The pungent stink hurts, I swim

without water on dry riverbed, becoming

target for kalashnikov, the courtyard

filled by encroaching blood,

dominion of silent sobs.

Satish Verma

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