Found Poem numero dos
Who says you can’t be grateful?
The big comeback
We want to search for the truth
Timing is always iffy
I died over and over again
Look for stronger confirmation of this theory
And now we are in hell
A show of force
the stranded in the embattled city
like ghosts drooling over food they cannot eat
Life on the brink of sacrifice
All too little effort
The race to escape has timed out
What went wrong?
A strange paralysis set in
Just hold on
your going to win the fight
its all going to be alright
