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Posted Mon Sep 10th, 2012 6:37am Post subject: "What will become of my life today?"

One or two birds fly past my bedroom window;

several more are circling the skies;

where are they going, perhaps it's a surprise?

The sky itself looks heavy, dull and grey;

I long to go back to the month of May;

where things seemed brighter, happier and more optimistic;

when I had just a little more hope;

now all my heart wants to do is mope.

As I drift back off to sleep again, I briefly glance out my window

for the last time and silently pray.

What will become of my life today?
***********************************************************************I DON'T CARE MUCH FOR MONDAYS, WHAT ABOUT YOU?

"This is me - don't try and change it..."

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