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Tomorrow

We were always looking at tomorrow when we should have been watching today. It's hard to see how much we missed, someone's love someone's tears. Looking only to the future, we missed it all. These precious memories left behind to become ashes of the past, never knowing how much we needed them to stay sane. The smile that's lacking I want to see it, I need to see it, why can't I see it? Desperate for something real, grasping onto a fake reality. Living in a fantasy world where everything will be okay. (May 2nd, 2012)

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