Paradise is just a sunrise that we take for granted, can't even sympathize with the price.
Vocalize the stereotypes of those 'Home Depot' flowers that are crystalized with the vice that's unwise!
Care for a woman as if she was a prayer coated with sugar and liquor, wild orchids eat each others hair.
Turn this flare into a nightmare, monsters are cannibals of glimmer and closure that clutter the blood of sister literature.
YOU ARE READING
When Only Paper Can Save
PoesiaSueño con un paraíso colorido, que el himno nacional sea un latido. The flag will not know bloodshed. Bad people will see what's truly up ahead. Yo quiero que el humano sea humano y que sus acciones no sean en vano. I want people to be treated e...
