Day after Day.

When I wake a weeping sorrow,
thoughts turn bleak and my heart becomes hollow.
All that I once known and grew to cherish,
now burns in conscious and forever parish.
Constantly I spin while I stand still in morrow,
days of the past repeat and there is no tomorrow.

Day after Day.

KFrancis

Akron, United States

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