Treasure Island

otteri selvakumar

(25-07-1970 / 13, santhiyappa street, otteri, chennai-600012, tamilnadu, s.india)

life life life


what is life...?

today

what is life...

donkey...

is live good...


dog also live

very best...

on the street...

but...

i am live


each every day

drink nasty water...

eat nasty food...

not breath eazy...

everythink think sin...

work at work 's

at donkey

enjoy my sholder

lunch bag...

and lap top

at home to office...

in every month

payment day

i am dog...

with on money...

money on with me...

life is this...

ok

what is life...?

asking my mind

i am say

i don't no....

Submitted: Wednesday, May 05, 2010

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