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Understanding

Poetry By: skydarkangel26
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my day


Submitted:Apr 2, 2007    Reads: 143    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


Walking through another day,

Some how it seems so strange,

Though it should be the same

I still don't know when that horrible day will come.

Sometimes it feels lonely inside,

When there is laughter outside,

Everything so complicated no one gets it...or cares.

But, then she will come and some how it seems bearable even normal.

No words can describe how thankful I am to her....or him,

They keep me going though they don't see it.

We keep on living and...I know some day it will change...�





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