the heat can be feel,
everyone tend to be at least prepare to be in the fight,
capable of nothing i'm being insecure,
they separated us in group,
but those with narrow mind were lost in between the gap,
of the good and the bad,
neither time nor place,
everything just gone messed up.
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Poesiawords from a quiet guy to share with the world. not a professional writer, just some late night thoughts.
