If There Will Be No Another Tommorow

silence seems to be more quiet every single day

I walk in my mind knowing that the time passing away

I suprised finding my wasted time

and

I suprised that I live in my own world

I can see

but I’m blind

Poverty

criminal

giving up

crying for my ownself

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