Napalm fondue

Inside is exploding
I’m angry
I’m miserable
I’m distraught
Happy
Melancholy this feeling
Hopelessness is there
There’s no reason to cry said the clouds
The sun beats it’s rays.
Go to sleep said the Stars, face the next day.
Get it out
Get it all out
Scream if you need to
The tongues of your ancestors you will speak.
Do not become a spirit of the forlorn.

Become one with true Nirvana

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Good poem Mexican hero…!!!

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