With every step we take,
And every breath we make,
The world is falling apart,
With global warming,
And stuff creeps think is art.
With all the crimes,
And social lies,
Everyone's dying,
Behind the curtain drapes,
And with all their mistakes.
With every step we take,
Our day is going to break,
Because of pollution,
Crime,
And everything in between and all around.
One day,
After all the steps we took,
We'll step into our coffins,
And we're buried,
Six feet below foot
YOU ARE READING
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شِعرcolorful and bittersweet poetry {lowecase intended... sometimes} {found picture on the internet, on Tumblr, please don't sue} ©bookbabere, all rights reserved.
