One day,
Someone is going
To remember the
Good times that
We shared.
One day,
Someone is going
To talk about
The person
I am today.
One day,
when time ends
For me,
You're gonna
Miss me...
But Im not going
to be here,
It's too late,
I'll be dead.
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 2:53 AM UTC
One day,
Someone is going
To remember the
Good times that
We shared.
One day,
Someone is going
To talk about
The person
I am today.
One day,
when time ends
For me,
You're gonna
Miss me...
But Im not going
to be here,
It's too late,
I'll be dead.
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