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Nov 2019
Take me to the mountain top
I can't see the stars from down here
Around me, fall the raindrops
So scarlet and salty and near
You promised to let me fly away
So far, so high, that I'd burn with the sun
Burning, I am, indeed; it is my price to pay
For the lives of more than one
I told you that i wouldn't go astray
That I wouldn't hurt a single soul
But sorry can't save me now anyway
Not when my sins have filled me whole
The whispers of the ****** don't bother me anymore
And I've stopped yearning for a Church bell
When I scream for you on this bloodied shore
I hope you can hear me from the pits of Hell
Radhika Krishna
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Radhika Krishna  20/F/hurtling through space
(20/F/hurtling through space)   
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