Tomorrow comes, tomorrow goes
She said she'd live life on her own
To here and there she goes
She lives that night like it was gold
Without regret, she won't forget
That time she felt, that time was infinite.
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Author:
Lils (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 15th, 2016 00:57
- Category: Reflection
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BEAUTIFUL POEM LILS ~ Full of innuendo. I always love and remember a night that is infinite ~ Hugs BRIAN
Wonderful write
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