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DAY AFTER DAY
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THE WAR ON TERROR
Day after day.
Nobody does play.
All that she's been through.
She does'nt know what she's going to do.
She's really blue.
Yes, it's really true.
Every day's the same, a person can go insane.
She's looking out the window, waiting at the door.
A pain she can't ignore.
A heavy rain. A freight train.
She wants him home. She's all alone.
There's nobody close. There's nobody nearby.
She really wants to cry.
She has no friends, she wonders when it'll end.
Every day, she asks the sky why. Why? Why? Why?
Where's that husband o my?
a good poem with realistic approach and interesting enough..well frind for good poetry
a good poem with realistic approach and interesting enough..well frind for good poetry