All The Time, No Time At All
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DescriptionA poem of unrequited feelings.
MessageWoven together.
ImageMonomoy Writes
Dull as a dime:I look around the room,And acknowledge my belongings.
Shines like stone:I think back to the living room.About the shows and movies I love.
Time goes by:I think about the yardAbout my basketball hoop and my soccer ball.
The feelings:I think back to my friends.About us hanging out and having fun.
I lack: A being. A reason. A purpose. Sleeping in the prickly grass; lying alone as trees wave hello.
Bored.
Shines like stone:I think back to the living room.About the shows and movies I love.
Time goes by:I think about the yardAbout my basketball hoop and my soccer ball.
The feelings:I think back to my friends.About us hanging out and having fun.
I lack: A being. A reason. A purpose. Sleeping in the prickly grass; lying alone as trees wave hello.
Bored.
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