Day after day

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Day after day

Sadness fills my heart,

today of all days,

every year it’s the same.

Alone for another day

I see in school all these flowers

a reminder of my pain

they say “I love you” on the tag

I’m forgotten by everyone,

as usual.

I weep silently,

no one sees… that’s my intent

waiting for this day to end

it seems endless

wake up tomorrow

it’s a repeat of the day before.

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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