Day by day I try to survive
I try to say away for hope of a tomorrow
The fallout killed a part of us
Buildings crumble around me
Gunshots blast from corners I can't see
Will tomorrow be better than today?
I'm tired of hiding always afraid
I can still find hope
Hope in myself in a tomorrow and hope is the ones who are left
Soon the flowers will bloom and nature will take its dead back
A new season comes soon
Hope for tomorrow still rings in the air
By: The Dreamers
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Poetry from one of the past, present, and future
PoetryThis is a book of poetry I and my tulpas have wrought and desided that it would be cool to post it on the internet. Story's signed the dreamers are from my tulpas and ones labeled Rose. C are from me. All photos and Videos not taken by me will have...
