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Tomorrow

I hardly know you, your favorite color, or what makes you smile or cry. What is your favorite movie? Or does that really matter. Tomorrow when I roll over, you will be gone. And if by chance we meet on a street, will you remember my name?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 8/24/2014 10:41:00 AM
Tucker, Stopping by to check out a few of the featured poems:) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the soup's home page. Always~ LINDA
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Date: 8/21/2014 4:10:00 AM
Love this one! So much said in so few words. Tim
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Date: 8/20/2014 10:20:00 PM
Grats on being featured on the home page, I liked this so much I had to stop by and tell ya so. :) good one ;)
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Date: 8/18/2014 11:21:00 AM
The implication here is strong, with a sort of built-in guilt. Good stuff. Congrats on the selection. daver
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Date: 2/19/2012 4:33:00 PM
Sounds like your in a funk! anyway...I like this. BG
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