forever Bill Withers | poetry
Always with us
Can we pretend
That from now on
There is no yesterday?
Paint a portrait of tomorrow
With no colours from today
There's a light that shines in your face sometimes
That takes my feelings, wraps them around your knee
But there's a shadow hiding in your heart sometimes
That makes my feelings turn back in on me
Can we pretend
The pain is gone
And go our merry way
Paint …
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