I feel the end is near
I'm afraid, scared is how I feel
I can hear their laughts
I can hear people's cries
It's not possible to go out
No!
I can't see anything
I can't feel anything
I can't go anywhere
I'm into a toxic cloud
No leg that to move
The sight sees nothing
No sound to Hear
Is my end near?
martes, 28 de julio de 2009
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