This boredom seeps through the bones
It cries out my name and moans for attention
but I mustn't give it anything
to feed the monster is to succumb to its pain
I'll focus on my future
and beat this monster ass
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Poems for the lost
PoesiaA book of poems for people just trying to find out who they are written by someone trying to find out who they are. Hopefully a story of growth and dreams.
