That child
Hollow Eyes
Crying
Mother Where are you?
She is hungry
She is dirty
Just like everything else
An atomic bomb in the background of my family portrait
If YOU are real
You then fucked it all up
Blazing red fire
High in the sky
Melting like wax
We are the virus
The animal
Guns high in the air
Hollow eyes

03/28/2002

Posted on 03/28/2002
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