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The Last DayCategory: poem
Tuesday, 15 April 2008
09:32:23 PM (GMT)
I'm sick of the sad songs
I'm tired of this feeling
You may not be able to tell
But my heart has started its healing

Its really not always my fault
I'm sick of always receiving the blame
You may not be able to tell
But I'm growing tired of this game

I'm sick of always feeling this way
I'm tired of always feeling alone
You may not be able to tell 
But my feelings aren't always shown

I always seem to be stuck in the middle
I always seem to be in some sort of fight
You may not be able to tell
But I'm trying to win with all of my might

I'm sick of these sad songs
I am tired of feeling this way
We may not be able to tell
But this could be my last day
Last edited: 17 April 2008


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