I miss the days
when everything was okay.
Nothing was wrong,
nothing would change.
I miss the days
when I'd come home, full of smiles
thinking nothing could go wrong
now there's piles and piles.
I miss everything,
my old house, my old life.
Just when everything was good,
it became a strife.
I miss
those good days.
when everything was alright,
and life wasn't a maze.
Does it make sense? Do the rhymes go with the parts?
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"I miss the days
when everything was okay.
Nothing was wrong,
nothing would change.
I miss the days
when I'd come home, full of smiles
thinking nothing could go wrong
now there's piles and piles."
I miss this too!!
Great write! .x.x.
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