The sun comes up
The moon goes down
The world awakes
I look outside
See wonderful things
The bum at the park
The whore at the corner
The kids getting home all drunk from the bar
I smile and look beyond
A guy leaving his girlfriends house
Going home to his wife
The twisted kid blowing his brains out
Others just “blowing” their brains exploring
I think to myself
“wouldn’t want it any other way”
Our world is perfect
Fucked up
Our perfect little fucked up world
Rens Molenaar (28 March 2005)
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