TOMORROW NEVER COMES.
Tomorrow, I am wearing my Barbie Doll faces
and my body is curving, in all the right places
I am competent, slim, elegant and tall
I'm breaking young hearts, of men who fall.
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Tomorrow I am worldly and famous with riches
I beat "Joan Colins", as the queen of bitches
I am dripping diamonds in a field of rocks
and leaving eyes hungry and open in shock
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Tomorrow I am lavishly gifted, in arts and demure
With a grand mansion of gold, by the oceans shore
I am soaring across the celestial dimension
winging my way, as 007’s intention
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Tomorrow I have come to him bearing a bud
and he, words so eloquent, in language of love
Alas, blurred awakening, my senses are numb
Woefully aware, Tomorrow, never will come!
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TeAnne © Oct. 24 1998
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