Waiting for tomorrow,
With the promise that it brings,
Waiting for the darkness to leave,
So the daylight can begin,
I sit and watch the sky,
Waiting for the dawn,
Where on sun kissed horizons,
Yesterday will be reborn,
Its not here to stay,
Just simply passing through,
Like a faded revolving backdrop,
To the story of me and you,
What started with such promise,
Slowly fades into dusk,
Another hopeless endeavour,
Like making gold from dirt and rust,
It seems tomorrow is not a new day,
Just a resetting of the screens,
Another act in which we fail to reach,
The heights of what could have been.
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