The Question

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My soul once golden
Now charcoal
Every day I go on
A mistake made
Day after day
With only one answer
Only one right choice
The question haunts me
Will today be the day
The laughter I once had
Now tears left behind
The love once abundant
Hatred remains over all
The only bliss and joy left
The edge of my blade
Sinking in deeper
The feeling it once gave
Now fading to the background
My question returns
Will today be the day

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 20, 2019 ⏰

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