i stare at the floor and see stuff to draw.
umm a poem i made, think about the world, am sorta rambling...(warning dark thoughts)
HUMANS:
humans are every were,
there in the air,
in ever nook and carny,
in the sky,
up in space,
always in your face.
many die by there hands,
plant die to sharpened weapons,
animals die from guns and arrows,
sea life suffers from the radiation,
other humans die from starvation.
they think, there
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