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Tomorrow

As I inhale deeply into your jacket,
As your smell engulfs me,
I remind myself of all that we were,
All that we were meant to be.
I hear that your all dreams came true,
I guess I was never a part of you.

Its been a year now, and four months,
And tomorrow will be another day.
I find myself without any strength to throw it all away.
As I lay down on the bed with your jacket on me,
I think to myself,
Tomorrow will be another day.
Tomorrow I will put it all away.



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