Back to poems, my wound hurts really bad nowdays, I wish the pain will go away, but then again it’s the pain that reminds me that it was real. Heard that?
7:04 AM
Abstracts.
In any situation or whatever blind eyes you have
to spot any rubbish or slandering in this blog,
I the godly homosapien,
shall hold no deeds to that particular post,
because I have already saved trees,
preventing more harm to our already dying planet.
What more do you want?
