what strange wailing comes
from a contented heart...
Children are crying
parents anxiously searching...
If you have a chance to present yourself, then you...
Your shame; Which rape you...
His face-
greasy and worn...
Only in this world economy
could the transformation...
His name is Satan
feeding of goodhearted souls...
Some kids are sad,
With their perscripted medication for artitical...
When you war against
your brother you wage that war...
They say that
you will miss this place...
people only type
in contrasts...
Is it just the brightness making me so fold,
or is it your defeated souls...
THE CLOWN (haiku)
huge eyes, a smile, frown...