A/N ~ This is a little Presidents' Day poem.
Pointless work
Repeating all day
Endless pain
Seconds to days
It's always repeating
Denting my brain
Every days a memory
Never fading away
Ticking on the clock
Seconds to days
Doing it over again
Another day
You watch the seconds tick away
A/N ~ If you're wondering how this has anything to do with President's Day, look at the first letter of each line and you will notice it spells presidents day. Had to do this for class.
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Lost Girl
PoesiaThese poems are something dark. Meanings you may not fully understand. Everything written is true. Everything is another story. Written at the moment of broken. The story of a broken girl. The story of broken me.
