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Bronze Poet

Another Day

Another Day
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As we open our eyes, and our day just begins.
Will this be another day we want to end?
As the day goes on and nothing works like it might.
Another one of those days, that nothing goes right.
Each second goes by and the day starts to fade.
It makes it seem like we’re just being played.
We get used to losing, and lower our standards.
There is no easy way, to put it into words.
The day starts to crumble and the pieces fall away.
Isn’t this just another lovely day?





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