Hate Flows From the hearts of the people. The horses run free. and the cattle walk by. You watched me from across the crowded room Life is not what it was expected to be. Now we sit in this room. running out of food. water and supplies. while on the ouside. the world is being taken by the bear. You walk up to me and sit down beside me. a halfhearted smile on your face. and in your last few breaths of this poisen air. you say... I...Love...you....
