Sunday, March 20, 2011

wishing for a tearless Sunday

An upsetting Friday
followed by a disastrous Saturday
how i really wish Sunday would be good to me.
 it saddens me most when my efforts are thrown out like dung.
When a bad thing befalls, all the small good things don't matter.
cos all u see is that big fat dark cloud hovering above you.

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