Tiny may it be, but no means miserable. There are souls who'll feel your sorrow, for you are the world

Sunday 12 July 2009

Death Air

Wind blew so hard just now
blew on my face
cold and nice
How long din't feel
the strong wind
Just like can blow me away
i can feel i will move if i relax my body

but ...

i smell not good in the air
i smell
pollution
crimes
vengence
blood
hate
anger
damn
evil
and even death

There is no realy peace for us now
No fair
No real Judge

Is that only got in our world ?

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