Human
The unnecessary emotions in our minds and chests leave us bleeding the crimson that our body needs to keep us alive
We wait for something that will never come while we lose someone who was never ours
The time we waste on hope is lost in not doing something to change the events that we find upsetting
That crush our fading souls and leave us bone dry of will
The events that make us wish for no tomorrow and a better yesterday
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