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Tomorrow, my dear...
Not even close to 100 years,
tomorrow my dear, is what I fear...
2 months--3 weeks---3 days
Love can never last when it is naive as we.
If you don't see me just know I'll be still so sorry,
But some promises are not meant to last,
and some hearts will always let go.
So tomorrow my dear...
I can't live in fear, I have to move on, I'll write you a song & you'll know that you will always belong in my heart.
It seems like a bullet to the head I know, but Ily Mikey, and that was that...
4:33 PM
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