I have a lot of professions I would like to do... Poetry is definitely one of them! ! !
I am todays tomorrow
I wonder if life ends today what will be of tomorrow?
I hear the beating hearts fluttering from day to day and night to night
I see peoples dreams of today coming true tomorrow
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I try so hard to be who I'm not, to prove to you I can be who you want
I can beg on my knees, I can cry or bleed
for you I'll do anything, thats why I started weed
I got drunk for you I'll, I lay for you
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how much do you love me, how much do you care?
how much do you wish I was there?
by your side, you right next to me
I think to myself, 'why cant we ever be? '
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I am from the trees
I breathe the air you breathe
I come from the land of art
I am from the middle of his beating heart
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you were once loving, and you did once care
you probably once loved me and I once felt you were near
when I would hug you I could feel your heart beating close to mine
know when I hug you I feel worse than a ten year old drinking wine
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