as walk i see the world turning black... as i walk i see the quiet crying of the sad souls around me then i realize this isnt rain its acid the burning of the flesh...my numbness seilds me unwillingly the pain would be unbareable...i can only wish....
So sad..the world turning black..from the sins..and now burning.. The depth..the neatly chosen words..the simplicity... This poem is very exquisite..unique..beautiful!
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I would like to translate this poem
i love the idea of black rain keep wrighting Unique