today goes by so fast
becoming the past
tomorrow goes by so fast
becoming the past
what more do you have left?
when is enough enough?
when there are no more tomorrows
when the past is full
when you get caught up in everything
when only violence is there
and you start making a fuss
and the broadcaster won't go off
and you just collapse
tomorrow isn't near
tomorrow is yesterday
tomorrow is the past
tomorrow is just a faint laugh
when i call you come through
when you attempt to go to the louvre
when i tried to help
that's all in the past
when you got close to me
that's all in the past
we can't live in the past
i got caught up for a minute
thinking that you were still here
the past is the past
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those days
Poetryon the first day I told myself I wouldn't do it I wouldn't hurt them like I have before everything was a lie
