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Oct 2011
Dull life.
Boring routine.
Sleep.
School.
Eat.
REPEAT.
I glare at the repeat button in my life.
IS there a way to destroy that button?
...
Sleep.
School.
Eat.
REPEAT
...
Standing on my toes,
I reach up,
with a bat,
to destroy,
that button.
...
Obsession is unhealthy,
I can feel it in my bones.
...
Sleep.
School.
Eat.
REPEAT.
....
The tip of the bat,
barley touches it...
C'mon, you can do it
Encouragement makes me falter.
I fall.
...
Sleep.
School.
Eat.
REPEAT...
In the end...
In my dreams...
when I sleep....
There is no routine,
and I am me.
Mine, thank you.
Aurora
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