there was never a country. all that exist are just people who wake up every morning from scary nightmares, to witness more nightmares shatter their daydreams. there was never a country, but people who take selfishly from one another, that the rise to the top is a measure of the amount of dreams you can kill. there was never a country, but a people whose light is constantly blown out, till they are made to understand darkness and embrace it. there was never a country. all that exist are half-alive people, who searches the eyes of their kindreds for fear of finding their own death therein. there was never a country, but a gathering of corrupt representatives, who becomes the law to the masses and sentence them to death at their will. there was never a country. all there ever was, is a group of people who take turns to build castles in the air. #El_Magnifico™
I am passion, and I carry the weight of the world on ink and make it look like a bag of feathers. I express... I write... I breathe...