Jan 2013
What's the point in stabbing a dead bird?
Poking the remains of a life that no longer exists.
What was once full of soul and light,
Is now is a decomposing pile of waste.
Poking the remains of a life that no longer exists.
What was once full of soul and light,
Is now is a decomposing pile of waste.
(Canada)
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