I have lost my way,
please draw me an arrow
Five corners of slum
Deep in the boroughs
A decayed old soul
with smells of masters
Alcohol and poisons, mixed
Death comes much faster
Living in a box,
discarded like trash
Pushing farther below
Slum *** Crash
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 1:15 AM UTC
