Tomorrow when you slit your wrists
would you hold it against your (good) fortune teller?
Tomorrow when you want to wipe your hands clean
would you panic at your palm?
Tomorrow when the lies stare at your face
would you care about yesterday's promises?
Tomorrow when you dance to the cacophony
would you remember yourself as the musician?
Tomorrow when you're still hungry
would you hate Eagles just as much?
Tomorrow when tomorrow arrives
would you really hang around?
Tomorrow would you care
and remember to hate the present
just as much?
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All things so disgustingly Biprorshee
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