Last Day

October 15, 2009
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I'll sit here and curl up in sorrow,
waiting for that next tomorrow.
Too bad tomorrow will never come,
for my last day is merely done.
Pedals of love are wilting,
and the world around me is tilting.
It's ashame tomorrow will never come,
for my last day is merely done.
I die slowly, cold, and alone,
not caring for what I have shown.
Tomorrow for me will never come,
for my last day is finally done.





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NeverEnding... said...
May 27, 2010 at 9:37 pm
:( I feel for you.  And I do LOVE this poem btw :)
 
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