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Tomorrow |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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Tomorrow, how I hate you... I really have to say- So many more just like you... Have all turned to yesterday. The promise held before me- I clung to like a trust... Alas, you leave me empty... In my mouth the taste of dust. Grabbing for a future... I knew could never last... My dreams have turned to nightmares Now half-buried in the past. The championship I never won- The place I never owned... A victim of tomorrow's lies- Today I'm all alone. Tomorrow you're a trickster... The truth you cannot tell... You paint a scene of Heaven... Then you plunge us into Hell. |
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