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Day Of Travesty

Poetry By: leesah

Tags: Sleep, Wear

Having a bad and words that come with it..lol

Submitted:Apr 30, 2007    Reads: 137    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   

I forget that I'm lucky

I forget that I'm not the

only one who has bad luck

who is stuck

in this world

At times I wonder

if it really pays to give a s**t

my mind thinks in fits

of wordy poetry

of poor-me travesty

so I learn nothing good

from my living room

T.V. is great for that

my day seems like it's crap

Already spitting out these words

...my mood is wrapped

up in knots of a bad day

and nothing is worth

more than my couch

wearing my tore up sleep wear

I'll take my bow


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