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Bad days come and go they weigh me down they're heavy on my chest they're a strain on my breath Bad days come and go they tire me out they're a fog I can't clear they're the blur in my eyes Bad days come and go they wear me down they're cuts against my skin they're the weariness in my bones Bad days come and go they come and go they come and never go It's just another bad day Right?
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 6:24 PM UTC
Bad Days
Bad days come and go they weigh me down they're heavy on my chest they're a strain on my breath Bad days come and go they tire me out they're a fog I can't clear they're the blur in my eyes Bad days come and go they wear me down they're cuts against my skin they're the weariness in my bones Bad days come and go they come and go they come and never go It's just another bad day Right?
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 6:24 PM UTC
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