Like a thousand scorched souls,
Scorched in the heat of oppression,
Neither bounded nor free, Roaming the vast emptiness of this deserted earth,
Thrown away and tossed between hell and heaven, Like the poles quarelling over a needle,
And finally sinking the sole existence of humanity, Into the vortex, into the utter abyss of darkness, despair, sorrow and remorse.
Sunday, 24 March 2013
THROUGH MY BROKEN WINDOW
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