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yesterday's regret
erase yesterdays...call them back
all my tomorrows are darkened by just one day
one day of regret
you can't call back yesterday
neither can you call back the tempest--
when its unleashed
the storm will run its course
so it is with my life
the tempest is wild
it cares not for matters of the heart
a tornado of truth--
will carry my loved one far from me
it sits heavy on my soul
the lies I've told
wondering why I was blind for a time
blind to the beauty of him
what is done in the dark will come to light
I'm not sure I can live without him
but surely my deception will destroy us
so I will treasure everyday with him
as it were my last
because my days are numbered
and a storm is brewing
there is nowhere left to shelter
and nowhere to hide
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