Day Two.
Tomorrow is inevitable. What will my fate be?
Was today a better day between us? Can I cling on to that sliver of hope there may be mercy in your heart for me after all?
I’m not sure.
My head tells me one thing, my heart cries another.
Where are reason and clarity hiding?
Where is justice?
When does it come?
For what is justice to you is not justice to me.
Justice to me is only the truth x
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