B25-P6-By Tomorrow
POEM 6 BY TOMORROW
BY TOMORROW WHEN I THINK ABOUT WHAT WE USED TO BE.
BY TOMORROW I WILL NOT CRY IN SPITE OF ME.
BY TOMORROW IT JUST SEEMS CRAZY THAT WAS JUST LAST NIGHT.
BY TOMORROW JUST LAST NIGHT I BARELY CRIED ONE TEAR.
MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS
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Copyright © Jerry Wells | Year Posted 2018
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