Dark brown mud,rock and thorns,
crawling,crawling...
rugged and grilled,
cuts here n there,
blood bitter and thicker,
tears n sweat all lost,
chest pumping or frost,
flowers chrushed to death,
air taking away the breath,
wait and wreck,
more crawl,,,,n a fall,
a tunnel going down n down,
slipping fast no contol,
may be an ocean may be a hole,
deeper n more deeper,
body unmovable neither d soul,
pulled n pushed,
scrached n rashed,
ants stinging here n there,
swelled, still no tears,
no trust, so help urslf n leave me...
i have a zone of, Black n Zero waiting for me.......
-nijo
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