The. Perfect. World.

January 18, 2017

with rain like blood

and wind that blows

the innocent away.

The. Perfect. World.

where people are dangerous

and the streets

are the scariest place.

The. Perfect. World.

where black snow falls

and the children

run from their own parents.

The. Perfect. World.

where we fight for our lives

and the pits

turn people to animals.

The. Perfect. World

It doesn't exist.

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wkwcApr 2, 2017

<p>i love the "turn people to animals" line</p>