I had the Thrill of tomorrow .
I thought we had time , but I wanted more .
One day out of the blue
You said you hated me .
You would not explain the reason
Because I would be nad ,
There was no more pleasures .
There were no more easy promises .
All that I have done before for you
Will not matter no more .
I wish , I could threw all your troubles away .
I will say there sure is less light
In my life these days .
You were as precious
As a pot of gold
Only a few years ago .
I Love You All
By Brock
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