Razen
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Link to Commentary From Now On: Sunday has swung around the door, And the same old things are Bothering me like before. The week's stretched out so far. Thursday has crept up to me again. I'm thinking that I'm free, But I'm a fool to believe when I know that I am to be a detainee. Monday slipped through the dark, But the same old thoughts Are what ignite the spark For my endless trouble spots. Wednesday raised my hope, But I'll likely fail yet again, To do more than try to cope. Oh, why did I wear the chain? Saturday has felled me, And my heart was torn asunder. Will I come to see This problem is caused by my blunder? Today is not like the other days, For I'm out to succeed and not Make the mistake of yesterday. I won't let my love for her rot. Friday has come around again, And I'm wishing for a dream. I don't want my efforts to be vain, But is this something that I can redeem? Tuesday is back for more, Yet I'm feeling blessed. I don't want it to pour, For I got my request. I'm Feeling Alright: I do believe, And I don't know if I'm right. It feels like a relieve, As I think I'm feeling alright. Don't be so sad, It's going to be fine. It won't be so bad, So don't make me a shrine. I'm going to be late, But it's not even night. I'm without my date, So I'm not feeling alright. I'm lost in the street, And I call for her to help. I don't want to admit defeat, But it was useless even to yelp. I see a flicker in a far-off light, And I spot a glimmer of her. Now I'm feeling alright, And I rush to the company I prefer. We go with great flight, And I can say we believe That we're feeling alright. We're still going to leave.
< Message edited by Razen -- 4/16/2013 22:28:57 >
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