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Bad Day

Struggling moments I've faced since dawn,
Revolting regrets I will loathe from here on.
Conflicts and trials blockade my way,
While comforting words has no one to say.
It's a wonder how quickly the world falls to shreds,
Hopes for tomorrow lie burdened and dead.
Thin ruts converge into one massive hole,
For forgiveable slips I pay a large toll.
I believe I've been cursed, not a thing's going right,
Like I'm trapped in a war and losing the fight.
Though my day has been horrid, it isn't all bad.
Now I deeply appreciate good days I've had.





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