Thursday, September 14, 2006

raed 1

raed 1
while i am in the toilets, raed wrote a poem

in one of the frightening suspisious nights of ystad
the nights escape from the light
stäckenas is sitting next to me
and mazen and the guys
where no smoke asphixiate hope
where no hope in the rocket that hits
my throat

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