Request

Conflictions deep down, multitude of complexities and eruptions build up the fervour

Clouds of tears start to downpour

Sleep disrupted by fever dreams and silent screams

Tidal waves cover up the gleams

Taking a stand isn’t an option

It’s the soul that’s up for auction

Make your bid, take it all

God forbid, this might be my fall

Open my heart, see the truth

Open yours, who are you?

This longing never dies

No, not until I pass

Give us a chance, at least a glance

Nevermind the circumstance

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