Whatis it about US? Where do We go from Hear? There's nothing left to sever cause you just ate your ears Their is no 1 willing to deliver the Kind-Ness-sities of Life, of Love, No 1 can stand to give It ^.
We can race to the Moon and find Nothing there Yet We litter our flags like worn underwear. Though, My words are Frost Bitten Lakes of Reality Stricken by Tundra and Tobacco leaf Hidden by the Blister of Blizzard Breeze Like locos voting on police seas policies to put them on the streets
These words May never reach beyond, My **** n Brain this Cold War We Never win 10 Adam Bombs to Send US and Them a swifty end A ****** Post card to God that says " HA HA Amen" The End
What I hate most about election years is this presumed idea that there is some real cataclysmic difference between us and the other human who inhabit this planet... Please get over yourselves and be apart of the solution.