#2. tomorrow.

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Gazing back through the windows of my heart,

Looking deep, somewhere far beneath...

Catching all those moments like a falling tear,

And leaving some untouched, in curled up fears.

Every coming day we await,

Dancing through shattered bits of glass,

Gulping pain and cheer through the goblet,

A smile and a tear, we pass.

Still the heart cries each day,

For the way things have ever been,

Or the way they'll never be,

Leaving tears back in distant past,

Or what's coming in a shadowed future, the eternity.

And its not just that dark for me ,

The night's here for all of us to see ,

All what we must realize, and all we shall know,

Is tomorrow will be that splendid morning,

And a shining star will take your breath away,

Scattering smiles, you'd never know !

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