Just Another Day
it is sad,
watching flowers wilt
it is sad,
spending your life covered by a quilt
we are,
just not the same
i had hoped for a soulmate
now,
i obviously boarded the wrong train
and no amount of emotion i can fake
i just do not relate
it is sad,
that you tried so hard
but your intensity just pushed me away
it is sad,
but now is just another day
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James Garratt Monday 11th April 2005
Just Another Day – Written Monday 11th April 2005 (Aged 30)
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