Tuesday, May 31, 2011

by Teodora Mihailova

Every day is the same,
nothing ever changes.
Every face i know,
everybody tires me.

Every day is the same,
but everybody's different.
No day ever comes again,
the before is far away.

Every day's the same,
all i have today
is the belief that one day
i will wake up in a better day.

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