Ghost Arms
Man, Why Did We Crash Here?
Man, why did we crash here? I got what you want, but not what you need, dear.
We have enough supplies to last us the day, so I guess this is goodbye. I guess this is the day we die. I'm filling up on ocean water, knowing well my mouth is dryer. I brush my teeth with coral reef that is made from the bones of my family.
Oh, I guess I'll write a letter to let the world know how I feel, Entitled: "Best day in a while". Dear World, today I ate a crocodile. I threw my clothes off of a mountain and watched the ocean smile. This entire island is filled with flies. They feast off the dead and multiply.
Am I the only one alive?
From Letras Mania