All we can do is promise ourselves tomorrow,
It doesn't matter if all today brought was sorrow.
The past stays in the past,
No good things can always last.
Even if today you where on thin ice,
Death will eventually hold you in a grip like a vice.
It doesn't matter if all today brought was sorrow,
All we can do is promise ourselves tomorrow.
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Poem Collection
PoetryAs the title says this is a collection of poems I have written. Hope you enjoy!! ~Antisocial_Blob signing out~
