Tomorrow always arrives
With its splendid shine
To make hearts feel alive
Filling them with its eternal light
New days come for good hearts
For those who see the light
But not for those who steal it
As darkness is all they have
But I don't want it to arrive
For me, tomorrow can't come
To brighten my life
As of it, I am done
Tomorrow can't come for me
For my empty heart to fill
My heart is not to be here
Rather underground with the filth
Dark is what my mind is
But my soul is not
A soul is what I miss
I don't want to know where is at
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 11:22 PM UTC
Tomorrow always arrives
With its splendid shine
To make hearts feel alive
Filling them with its eternal light
New days come for good hearts
For those who see the light
But not for those who steal it
As darkness is all they have
But I don't want it to arrive
For me, tomorrow can't come
To brighten my life
As of it, I am done
Tomorrow can't come for me
For my empty heart to fill
My heart is not to be here
Rather underground with the filth
Dark is what my mind is
But my soul is not
A soul is what I miss
I don't want to know where is at
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