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The Power of Tomorrow


There are days in which I wish would not end,

And there are days that I hope would just pass.

Sometimes I just need the help of a friend,

Because rough days hurt much more than sharp glass.

 

Yet there are times in which I feel inspired,

I feel as though I can do anything,

Such as grasp anything I ever desired.

What I feel or do is ever changing.

 

I have come to the realization,

That one day my face could be covered in smiles.

I also came to the revelation,

The next day I could be crying for miles.

 

I now understand rough days are okay

Because Tomorrow can take it away.

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