Zero Zero

Cascades of thunder,
The world down under.
Lust transparant purple,
An 8, is two circles.
Why do we care for the dying,
And not the children crying.
I walk this world, i sometimes do not understand.
My soul drifts,
As dunes of sand.
I wear no specific brand.
My mind in fire,
My brain expired

poem by Unic Cjonr
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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