Zzang: Archive – Random Poem

 

Battered to Bleeding

Lost and Lonely
Crying and Hiding
I look into your eyes
and see our world Dieing.
Falling and fading.
The Gods are fasting
their minds are occupied
we are forgotten and
left lost and lonely.
Gone and Hiding.
Misunderstood, Beaten,
Battered to Bleeding,
and Dieing.

-China Tenshi (Aimee Archambault)

 

 

 

 

 

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