Some Days, you never cross my mind.
Some Days, its just you, me and time.
Some Days, are easier than others.
Then there are Those Days:
Where I wouldnt mind,
Some Day, maybe, giving us another try.
Thinking, Some Day, this is something that can ALL be left behind.
but.............
Some Days, when it rains it pours and the tears wont leave my eyes.
On Those Days, Im reminded by the pain, when you left me, ready to die.
IT SHAMES ME TO SAY: Some Days, I pray, you dont last long.
But UM, then theres Those Days, I want you ALL ALONE.
..... here These Days, it seems to be SOME DAYS, are all ill ever want.
So instead Today, ill leave it to my pen to cry, PRAYING Someday.... dont pass me by.
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