New Tomorrow
What do you do the day you realize
that everyone that follows will be spent alone?
The dream you knew has slipped effortlessly through yopur fingers
Oh, how I long for touch mystery woman
I've waited my whole life to know you, to hold you
Don't dismiss my offers as though they were but the wind
For even the gentlest breeze can turn into most damning of gusts
Hear my daily prayer dream girl, if you even exist
My soul grows weary and aches for rest
Will I watch all my efforts go in vain?
Tomorrow brings new hope for success, and threat of failure
Take all the bad for the hope of a little good
My whole life has been bullshit
The world would be better off if I had never been born
So I'm going to go fucking kill myself now
Goodbye
My unknown love
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