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Yesturday, Today, Tomorrow

It seems like yesturday when we said goodbye.
It seems like tomorrow there will be more tears to cry.
And it seems like "I love you" was just a lie...

Now cruel reality I must face alone.
The only heart beat I hear and feel; my own
True lies and real pain is what I've been shown.

You've disappeared into thin air
And now no one is at all there.
And now no one wants to care.

Why must all good things come to an end?
Why can't I be your lover instead of your friend?
"It's over, it's done, that's all, the end!"





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