beautifull day


what a beautifull day.

no one remembers my name.

unplug from minds connections,

because im dead.

the sights are gorgeous an ilegal immigrant working hard to support.

im listening to heroes del silencio and the doors.

not day not night

the sun coming down orange red glow sorrounding the clouds.

people are now home, but i feel alone.

how i long for isolation

be truely dead.

what a beautifull day.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

wrote it along time ago, i was having a fucking blast all by myself, i always do.

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