Hang+Bin+and+Arjun's+page

This is Shao Qin.I am helping Hang Bin and Arjun upload their poems. =__Tomorrow__=

Tomorrow is pure blue and dark purple. It tastes like a cheese pizza with bitter gourd inside. It sounds like nightingales singing with black crows. It looks like a koi fish with a lot of small gashes. It makes me feel pure joy laced with worry.

Plague is rotting gray and greenish white, mixed together to form evil misdeeds. It tastes of nothing, the taste of dying without seeing the right of justice taking their hands away from death. It sounds like people struggling to stay alive, moaning and gasping while taking in their last breaths. It looks like people surrounded by their own vomit and spit, most of their eyes glazed waiting for death. It makes me feel bitter sorrow and sour sadness following plague as it lets go of its evil breath.
 * __The Plague__**