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Meltdown, MeltdownMeltdown, Meltdown

Unveiled,

the moon will find you

after morose beginning

of becoming me

Homophobia creeps in,

beyond the condemnation,

the incompleteness.

You walk straight in the arms

of contradiction, confusion

smearing the wall

with your crimson, nihilistic words.

Every other person

a demi god

stands on your fears, sends whispers

down your ears.

To abdicate the colleagues

of dawn.

Satish Verma

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MELTDOWN

Unveiled,

the moon will find you

after morose beginning

of becoming me

Homophobia creeps in,

beyond the condemnation,

the incompleteness.

You walk straight in the arms

of contradiction, confusion

smearing the wall

with your crimson, nihilistic words.

Every other person

a demi god

stands on your fears, sends whispers

down your ears.

To abdicate the colleagues

of dawn.

Satish Verma

---------------------------------------------------------

MELTDOWN

Unveiled,

the moon will find you

after morose beginning

of becoming me

Homophobia creeps in,

beyond the condemnation,

the incompleteness.

You walk straight in the arms

of contradiction, confusion

smearing the wall

with your crimson, nihilistic words.

Every other person

a demi god

stands on your fears, sends whispers

down your ears.

To abdicate the colleagues

of dawn.

Satish Verma

---------------------------------------------------------

MELTDOWN

Unveiled,

the moon will find you

after morose beginning

of becoming me

Homophobia creeps in,

beyond the condemnation,

the incompleteness.

You walk straight in the arms

of contradiction, confusion

smearing the wall

with your crimson, nihilistic words.

Every other person

a demi god

stands on your fears, sends whispers

down your ears.

To abdicate the colleagues

of dawn.

Satish Verma

---------------------------------------------------------

MELTDOWN

Unveiled,

the moon will find you

after morose beginning

of becoming me

Homophobia creeps in,

beyond the condemnation,

the incompleteness.

You walk straight in the arms

of contradiction, confusion

smearing the wall

with your crimson, nihilistic words.

Every other person

a demi god

stands on your fears, sends whispers

down your ears.

To abdicate the colleagues

of dawn.

Satish Verma

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