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Tomorrow
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I tried-
My best to keep from swaying
But I lied-
When I said I wasn't shaking
So many things-
Wanted to be said
But they are better off-
Staying in my head.
lll
I don't-
Want you hurt anymore,
But if I said that-
You'd only find it more obscure,
I mean even if-
You knew the whole picture,
Even then-
I would never take the floor.
lll
Sweeping you off your feet was indeed-
A dream,
But you know I lack-
The self-esteem.
Just like this poem-
Its meaning will take time to gleam.
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Tomorrow I'll be gone without you
With a fond memory of you two.
Ran, don't hate me for knowing,
For bowing-
When instead-
I should have told you.