There are too many Days, to wait for One Day
If One Day never comes what am I to sayTomorrow will speak my name, fear what I can’t controlTake one day at a, time, gone but not stoleFor there are Dreams to chase, many more to comeFantasy and Hope I can’t trust, best stay away fromYesterday, My Last, My Past, considered news of the oldSo Today, will you be mine, to have and holdVow to not leave you, for the unknown of TomorrowLive in the moment, even though Future is to followMy Yesterday, for there, I left nothing else to doFar away from My Past, still so close to youPresent, presents presents with something to give or to shareCareful not to awake a memory, of someone never thereLiving, a dead life, to lifeless beats of my heartToday, will you have me, until death do us apart.
PHIRE
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