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Yesterday's Warmth

You're an idea whose time hasn't come.
Still from it, I've no place to run.

Shiny sparkles, that shine from here,
In reality, they are my tears.

You're an idea, whose time has come and gone.
Now I'm forever sad, & lonesome.

Yesterday's warmth, it went away.
When we parted ways, it simply would not stay.
Written by Lamjhnsn1 (FREe African King)
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