How do you like my poem?

R

Ryan

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The glistening eyes of the lost,

Stare on at the past,

Our distruction is following,

Creeping up behind,

As we continue to move,

Forward, faster, fatal,

We run and we run,

Our past is bloodthirsty,

The past is waiting for us,

To slip up,

To repeat our mistakes,

To haunt us in the dark,

We close our eyes,

Our past is waiting,

To show us what we lost,

What we've done,

What we can't change,

Tomorrow is coming,

Tomorrow is waiting,

Tomorrow will change us


Thank you:)
 
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