Poem -

War

My minds at war bombs dropping everywhere turning into ice bars freezing I've so I can't think then melting so irrational  my world's a mess lost in a black hol sinking so low theirs no where go talk to me let my mind bubbl like some stinkey couldren  leaving green slime shooting at you as I talk you listen my minds at war bombs dropping every where run

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