Looking at them now these windows are really ******* tall. There's a sense of pride from the anger inside an exciting culture of fast love and slow money where ambition consumes you and spits you out like a poisoned danish.
An age-old struggle "so it seems," where the ones who make the history books are killed quietly with the needle of self-loathing but the media shows us all a huge ****** knife of misunderstanding, or the shattered glass covered in pieces of Armani suit under an open pane ten stories above us
if I were something I'd be a soldier I'd ******* hicks with flowers
This haiku creates a sense of animosity toward patriots with unquestioning loyalty, and admires those who fight for peace. At least, if I were fighting, that's what I'd fight for.