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This Game Call Life

Every morning I wake up dreading of the day to come I get tired so easily of doing things that I can never accomplish everyday is never my day can’t say I am always happy I always try to be the perfect girl but I’m tired of playing this game call life. Life is so hard to get through life is so hard to live life is so hard to pull through its so hard to play this game this game life. I stay up praying to get through this life. Don’t matter where I’m going I’ve already given up. I can’t win this game this game call life

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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