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If there is no tomorrow
If there was to be no tomorrow
No garden for this sweet rose
Would i lose all i once had
And fate for me be chose
Would i be empty and bare
Stripped naked to the skin
Cleansed of all those bad choices
Would i take with me one sin?
Could i survive another life
Like the disaster here today
Or will my soul be lost in space
I wish i had never come this way
If i die before tomorrow morn
I shall not wonder where i tread
Because a life as bad as this one
Is purely the living dead.
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