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Rough

How many times do I have to hear "You're going through a rough time right now" Because I can understand a "rough time" How long can this rough time possibly last I spoke to my mother last night and she told me that things are bad right now but eventually it'll go away So I asked her "How long has it been?" And all she could do was bury her face in her palms It's been four years Is four years a rough patch... When I'm not even 18 years old Four years isn't a rough patch It's a rough life
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Oct 13, 2013
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