Poems I Write When Im Bored
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
The Worldish
In a world full of hate and misery
Someone lives
Breathing in all the hatred
All the cruelty
And yet not dying by the misery
No one knows what happens
No one knows how
No one knows why
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