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Come Tomorrow

Tonight ends the tomorrow I wished for I watched the clock move tick tick It seemed each second grew so thick I assumed each minute was a trick Today is already sick to me So I seek to pick another Cus my patience just pricks me off I wrote songs i want to sing Rehearsing hard my chin rest on strings My sleep, time couldn’t bring My belly ring, so what? Not even a sting could make me move And now it seemed like yesterday’s dent Tomorrow looked no different at all Except for memories that wont rent A day differs by what we felt.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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