…..Running to the past, trying to escape future calamities, with no success cause these things do have gravities, it only feels like you’re going backwards by ignoring certain tragedies, problems are unsurmountable, there will be major casualties; you casually sip on all our yesterdays, hoping some will rub off and kill your tomorrow’s, from the youth seemingly time is borrowed, because of your desperation they feel much sorrow, makes it feel like you only have until tomorrow.
- Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 29th, 2024 04:04
- Category: Unclassified
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