No name. 2

In the night I flow deep

Searching for myself through bitter

Sorrow.

Yesterday is a constant reminder

that time is the only thing I can’t

Borrow.

Can’t seem to find the things

that make the day go

bye.

The future seems darker

than the trail of blood

that mark my path.

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