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Sep 2016
tomorrow is
sure to come

tomorrow is
sure to come


and if i were dead
instead of watching
this cold sun rise
it would still be rising

because time
marches on
with or
without me

and i'm holding on to
one last shred of hope
that i can hang onto
time by the skin of my teeth

because tomorrow
is sure to come
and i can come with it
or let it go on without me

*but tomorrow
is sure to come
with or
without me.
Copyright 9/25/16 by B. E. McComb
Thank you, Tyler.
Written by
b e mccomb  25/F/chasing dreams
(25/F/chasing dreams)   
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