Senin, 03 Agustus 2015

Dead Eyes

Your gaze floating around the town
That light brown eyes sparkling in the middle of sunshine
‘Is it time?’ your mind said softly
A glittering watch on your right hand. A black bag on your left shoulder
You remember your beloved Mom, your sister, and the love of your pregnant wife
Your step stops in front of a bunch of school girls, waitin’ for school bus
Your smile makes them safe. You must be a good person

-          The streets a wrecked. Total mess. Cry for help echoes everywhere. Lungs. Golden hair. Red hair. Ear. Heart. Scattered. The pureness of life. And a light brown eyeball rollin’ around. 

His dead eyes. His dead eyes. His dead eyes.



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