so freaking bored, by Loneliness is condescending
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They day is growing longer and the clock
Has given up its ticking
Hours of this frozen time moving so-
So fast they forget to start
I’m so freaking bored
I stand her suffocating my lungs forgot to open
Death is sleeping in the corner roped tied around its neck
Standing staring wide eyed at the white washed walls to
bored to even blink
I’m so freaking bored that I wrote this
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Posted: 2006-07-02 19:35:53 UTC |
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2006-08-07 22:03:24 | Faith |
Haha... this poem made me laugh! I like it! |