One of Those Days

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Just like everyother day.
Unbarable frustration.
Could it be any other way?
Constant loss of concentration,
Loosing track of words and work.
Everything far and distant.
Trying not to be a jerk.
Getting the past mixed with the present.
Nothing is going right.
The day’s end comming ever so slow.
Looking forward to another sleepless night.

This poem was written/submitted by Kayla Parker.

Category: Sad Poems
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