God,
I’m not sure if tomorrow
will choose to be kind
or dig deeper into these scars.
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But I know exactly how you’ll be tomorrow.
You’re gonna smile again.
Like you do every day.
—
I just haven’t felt your warm embrace.
All of me has grown numb from life’s
bitter winds.
—
But there’s always tomorrow.
—
Here’s to hoping the morning
will come and defrost
what’s been frozen.