I lay on my bed and wonder what it would be like to live I lay on my bed and look up at the clouds, on my bed I lay on my bed and wish you were with me to tell me the clouds would go away with the gray I wish I could see you tomorrow and tell you I loved you again Tomorrow won't be for me what it could be for you For tomorrow is the day life takes me away and heaven holds my heart
Reason for writing:
I sat hear reading other poetry and I wished I could be a part of it as the words flowed into my head.
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