Time Poem by Skittles XOXO

Time



Each day a new thought,
Each week a new feeling of loneliness, sadness and a new tear to wipe away.
Each month a new hope that happiness I'll find.
Each year a new realness that I'm hallow inside. Unable to escape this person I've become.

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