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“Bad News?”


A voice spoke to me during the time of worry,

don’t give up hold on to what you have, never give up hope.

The media eats it right up, bad news, prompting it all over.

A day without bad news would be so refreshing to me,

but that’s what the people want and an awesome attention grabber.

The truth is allowed to be stretched so far it becomes unreal,

kind of like the way you see two sides a story.

Life is crazy it’s like we can’t help where we come from,

no one gave out choices for what life would be like.

 

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wonderpie

I love writing it is just the best way I can express myself. A really nice person to get along with, just trying to come out of my shell more.

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