T.V.

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T.v.
Blaring with words ignored
Twisting with apparent
Agony
At the apparent lack of
Attention
My eyes squinting with
Pain
As the brightness pierces into my
Skull
Trying to make up for the lack of
Attention
I wish they were done with the
T.v.
So I could curl up into myself
In the rocking recliner
And shut my eyes
And let the darkness blanket me
No T.v. to burn into my already
Exhausted eyes
Trying to steal my
Attention.

S.c.b.

I really like writing about things going on around me as they happen.. This will be fun :)))

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