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Yesterday
Back in forth thought to thought,
memories are the only thing I got.
Undream felling from behind,
never though see another time.
Can wish them away,
I'd like to see again another day.
Unpeaceful and very sour,
may cause pain in a hour.
Can feel or know,
give me the day of show.
What will be if not done,
sometimes I wan to o and run.
So scared of yesterday,
and still show no shame.
I see no glass of time and place,
can show two times of race.
Won't go back to what was,
why would, no one does.
Unbelieved it to never see,
What times of those I did plea.
memories are the only thing I got.
Undream felling from behind,
never though see another time.
Can wish them away,
I'd like to see again another day.
Unpeaceful and very sour,
may cause pain in a hour.
Can feel or know,
give me the day of show.
What will be if not done,
sometimes I wan to o and run.
So scared of yesterday,
and still show no shame.
I see no glass of time and place,
can show two times of race.
Won't go back to what was,
why would, no one does.
Unbelieved it to never see,
What times of those I did plea.
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Yesterday
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