Time passes slowly
The pendulum barely swinging
I loathe and I love the feeling of being lonely
But I hate being stuck in here instead of being
out there living

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PoetryJust a book where I put all the emotions I don't want to show Welcome to my head Collection of freestyle poems (The first few suck. But then they get better. I promise)
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Time passes slowly
The pendulum barely swinging
I loathe and I love the feeling of being lonely
But I hate being stuck in here instead of being
out there living