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Some days are harder than others Many times I look down and look sad Enough to make my whole world dark Getting enough sleep has been tough Mom's calls stopped All seems lost. Everything seems grayer now And my prayers seem shorter Thinking about god is hard Imagining one is harder Nothing stays the same as an adult Gone is my childhood.
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Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 12:12 AM UTC
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Some days are harder than others Many times I look down and look sad Enough to make my whole world dark Getting enough sleep has been tough Mom's calls stopped All seems lost. Everything seems grayer now And my prayers seem shorter Thinking about god is hard Imagining one is harder Nothing stays the same as an adult Gone is my childhood.
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Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 12:12 AM UTC
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