I have a lot of questions..
But I just keep it zipped
Because I always get the wrong
Answers..
If this is a trial..
They might have mistakenly doubled
The duration..
I have burnt my old diary to ashes..
But I just keep on writing
The same notes on the new one.
They say that..
Time heals
Unfortunately they don't have batteries
That would fit in my watch...
My knees are as hard as concrete.
Sometimes..
I run out of words and Just repeat myself..
I wish there was a rocket to get there.
I wouldn't waste too much of my energy with the receptionist...
I would run straight to him..
Buven ThePoet
Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 3:25 AM UTC
I have a lot of questions..
But I just keep it zipped
Because I always get the wrong
Answers..
If this is a trial..
They might have mistakenly doubled
The duration..
I have burnt my old diary to ashes..
But I just keep on writing
The same notes on the new one.
They say that..
Time heals
Unfortunately they don't have batteries
That would fit in my watch...
My knees are as hard as concrete.
Sometimes..
I run out of words and Just repeat myself..
I wish there was a rocket to get there.
I wouldn't waste too much of my energy with the receptionist...
I would run straight to him..
Buven ThePoet
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