Why does the sun shine when its frigid zero?
Why can I see through the water?
Why do I look to the sky above?
To feel nothing.
The gardens out of vegetables
Birthdays gone
When she doesn’t know anymore
A spineless day when no one
Is beautiful
Oils running out inside
A system of lies
A system. A system. A system. A system.
Citizens of the world are
Starving
Begging
Starving
Begging
Starving
Begging
Starving
Hit me!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
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