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The day was suddenly cut in half Somehow felt like it would. "You can go home you know" I shrudded my sholders and went. As I took a seat in the bus The whispers came around again. go to the city As it presented me With a shopping list That included everything I always forget to buy And then realise I don't need it that badly. It agreed with my own reason So then as I sat in the metro I was presented with The least efficiant solution: Get off on the next stop Who am I to argue? hold your head high my child You are making no sense But sure... And you know what? I run in to you boys More often than anyone I've ever known. Not even remotely surprised I was being ignored Nor was I in the slightest Bothered by the girl Who walked beside you And glared at me for looking at you. Who casually ignored my existance. I don't really care much About any of that But for once it would be great If you whisperers would stop Leading me to these people. The answer comes In a form of a firm no
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Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 2:24 PM UTC
The whisperers
The day was suddenly cut in half Somehow felt like it would. "You can go home you know" I shrudded my sholders and went. As I took a seat in the bus The whispers came around again. go to the city As it presented me With a shopping list That included everything I always forget to buy And then realise I don't need it that badly. It agreed with my own reason So then as I sat in the metro I was presented with The least efficiant solution: Get off on the next stop Who am I to argue? hold your head high my child You are making no sense But sure... And you know what? I run in to you boys More often than anyone I've ever known. Not even remotely surprised I was being ignored Nor was I in the slightest Bothered by the girl Who walked beside you And glared at me for looking at you. Who casually ignored my existance. I don't really care much About any of that But for once it would be great If you whisperers would stop Leading me to these people. The answer comes In a form of a firm no
Well that's the end of that arguement then...
lily-nurmi
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Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 2:24 PM UTC
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