Another Day
Another day
another day another 7hours wasted
another day another 24 hours wasted
another day another 24 hours less
another day another school day crammed in our heads
another day another 7hours of boredom and hate
Another Day
Another day
another day another 7hours wasted
another day another 24 hours wasted
another day another 24 hours less
another day another school day crammed in our heads
another day another 7hours of boredom and hate
earthly commented on Another Day
04-14-2011
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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