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I TRUST, I TRUST, I TRUST, I TRUST, I TRUST, I TRUST, I TRUST, I TRUST
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I TRUST, I TRUST, I TRUST, I TRUST, I TRUST, I TRUST, I TRUST, I TRUST
When the hate began
subordinating,
where were you?
O!
My clothes were on fire.
When you climbed the lips,
words were livid on tongue:
beyond the earth and sky,
water and air,
fire!
You stutter?
Speak not truth.
I don't exist;
my flesh has become food
red meat,
dirty orchid!
I will forget me! !
Satish Verma
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I TRUST
When the hate began
subordinating,
where were you?
O!
My clothes were on fire.
When you climbed the lips,
words were livid on tongue:
beyond the earth and sky,
water and air,
fire!
You stutter?
Speak not truth.
I don't exist;
my flesh has become food
red meat,
dirty orchid!
I will forget me! !
Satish Verma
----------------------------
I TRUST
When the hate began
subordinating,
where were you?
O!
My clothes were on fire.
When you climbed the lips,
words were livid on tongue:
beyond the earth and sky,
water and air,
fire!
You stutter?
Speak not truth.
I don't exist;
my flesh has become food
red meat,
dirty orchid!
I will forget me! !
Satish Verma
----------------------------
I TRUST
When the hate began
subordinating,
where were you?
O!
My clothes were on fire.
When you climbed the lips,
words were livid on tongue:
beyond the earth and sky,
water and air,
fire!
You stutter?
Speak not truth.
I don't exist;
my flesh has become food
red meat,
dirty orchid!
I will forget me! !
Satish Verma
----------------------------
I TRUST
When the hate began
subordinating,
where were you?
O!
My clothes were on fire.
When you climbed the lips,
words were livid on tongue:
beyond the earth and sky,
water and air,
fire!
You stutter?
Speak not truth.
I don't exist;
my flesh has become food
red meat,
dirty orchid!
I will forget me! !
Satish Verma
----------------------------
I TRUST
When the hate began
subordinating,
where were you?
O!
My clothes were on fire.
When you climbed the lips,
words were livid on tongue:
beyond the earth and sky,
water and air,
fire!
You stutter?
Speak not truth.
I don't exist;
my flesh has become food
red meat,
dirty orchid!
I will forget me! !
Satish Verma
----------------------------
I TRUST
When the hate began
subordinating,
where were you?
O!
My clothes were on fire.
When you climbed the lips,
words were livid on tongue:
beyond the earth and sky,
water and air,
fire!
You stutter?
Speak not truth.
I don't exist;
my flesh has become food
red meat,
dirty orchid!
I will forget me! !
Satish Verma
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