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Hello God,
How is your day?
How is mine?
I'd rather not say.
This life of mine,
It's not worth jack.
It really sucks.
You can have it back.
I've tried it out.
It's almost worked,
But just not quite.
It hasn't perked.
Where's the joy?
The love? The happy?
No where to be found.
Everything's crappy.
I wrote this poem in 2000, lamenting my friend's sister not liking me. I'm glad to say this was not actually my last prayer though.
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