each day
is another day.
pulled away frome hope.
filled with dought.
ANGRY.
most of the time,
felling alone.
"i dontknow"
is all you can say.
maybe tomorrow
will be another day.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Another Day
Posted by Jeanette Cunningham at 9:19 PM
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