07 01 10
To be the end
Not logical not irrational
I have found my level and all
Something from deep something animal
Not smooth as site fall a mall
On the outside looking in
The rate of pollution in the air
It is a given temporary inn
In a human natural manner
Natural selection as far as it goes
Mourns for unapproached land
It cries as bitter as lost souls
They really are the end
To be the end
© Copyright: Ник Гаранин, 2010
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