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Tomorrow, we will be unmet, and live life like before. Tomorrow, will be a new day and everything in the pass will dissolve into a distant memory Yesturday, was a dat when all hope and faith droped. Yesturday, was a day where sorrow filled my eyes with tears. Today is a day where I move on. Today we are friends Yesturday we were more, but Tomorrow we will be neither. And all of this will be non-exsistant -something in the past- therefore to each other we will be nothing but deja vu January 16 2001 |