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2007/6/19

Tomorrow never comes.

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@ 04:14 AM (14 months, 7 days ago)

     Why do i put away a new dress for another day, tomorrow never comes.

      Why do i put of doing some thing for another day, tomorrow never comes.

      Why do i not listen more and talk less,tomorrow never comes.

       Why do i buy practical sensible things and not fun things, tomorrow never comes.

        Why am i saving that new perfume  it will just fade away,tomorrow never comes.

         by gentine.

 

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