Persons of yesterday.
Heart beats the hour.
Sit stiff, recollect.
Pain, feelings, nerves grow.
Here comes tomorrow.
But for today.
Feet stood on stone,
While questions of yesterday.
Sit stiff, alone, unanswered.
Sending chills to the bone.
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