poem

hurting years

when I wake up in the morning
I hope this day is not the same as yesterday
hope there is little hope for tomorrow I stare
hope that life is more meaningful
the days that this has been painful if I
do not already have 2 more years
I now try to re-explore the spirit of life that has long disappeared
I hope I can find it

by qsjzp

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