Another Day

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Tomorrow's going to be the day
Everything will be how they seem
A fabricated truth turns out to be
Not as deceptive as it’d been deemed
It'll be exactly what I’d envisioned and seen.
For concerns to work out for me.

You'll have something to say
The lovely words I long to hear
That I made you into a believer
That after one long look in the mirror
Your position became so much clearer
That you'd hold me reasonably dearer.


But instead its today

Where it feels like a waste

For me to even roll out of bed

To hear words already said

Lets mark x's on the calender

On days I don't want to barter

My hope and my pride

For the answers already implied



Prolong the last epilogue


So we'll never see the reality at the end


Of the end.





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