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~better days~.

~better days~.
__________________________

She dragged her tired ass
~For miles on a Monday

( Over the Tuesday~ hills )

She felt those Wednesday
~Blues again
( given her heart the~Chills )

By Thursdays sunrise~ dawning,
( the poor bitch so drained
~was yawning )

Woke up on Friday screaming
( For Saturday & Sunday
~Sat Gleaming )

She dragged her tired ass
( towards better days~
With meaning ).
Nardine Sanderson 26/02/2015.

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