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sierra Jul 2015
I haven't made my bed in days

a simple little task
which seems to hold no value

it's the sign of a new beginning
starting beside the light
it's a little bit of magic
for you to do what's right

I'm lacking motivation
for the simplest of things
looking past the glory of
the magic each day brings

I tell people how to get better
I'll listen to their thoughts
maybe I'll get better
but who's to say I'm not?

I write this in my messy bed
of course, it's by choice
ignoring the magic practically shouted at me
by the words created by my own
voice.

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