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Jul 2018
If only you knew how much i hate Sundays
Since families get together
and have a good time
Some even go to church
And have a meal in the house

For me that's not the case
Mother goes to church with grandma
While Dad gets in his car
They leave, and never ask
If I'm alright

So i stay home alone
And watch the clock from time to time
While tears run down my face--
I count the hours for this to end
And then i think baby
Its just a day
Written by
MR  17/F/Santo Domingo
(17/F/Santo Domingo)   
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