Days end

the_bleak_visionary

Another day is ending. 

No protest to be made.

Sidewalks form cracks.

Daylight fades away.

Voices are forgotten

as time marches on.

Today, like yesterday,

will too be gone.

 

  • Author: the_bleak_visionary (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 24th, 2019 23:20
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 12
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  • dusk arising

    Hmm, are yesterdays ever truly gone? Dont they rather have a cumulative data bank someplace which forms the essence of our character?

    • the_bleak_visionary

      Yes I completely agree. But sometimes we're only offered one opportunity to experience something, so take advantage. Thanks for reading btw!



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