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My day’s awry
My days gone badly
Times I once had
The privilege 
Of being only

And I just can’t sing
Oh the way I want to 
And I keep my mark
Until these days fade dark

And I once was told 
It takes you and I
To remain calm and behold

But it’s such a real world 
That I can’t hold it
And it’s such a real world 
Why don’t you listen
Find what’s been missing

Did you miss me
While I was away
Or am I writing 
After my days delay

My days gone awry
Why don’t you listen
My days gone badly 
Don’t you see 
What you’re missing
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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