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by LifeThroughMyEyes Jun 3, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I keep looking at the clock, wishing the day would end. i'm so bored, sitting here, all alone, by myself, lost in thought, wondering when the bell might ring, and let my thoughts float away, like paper from the pen.
by chris
The ending is amazing, loved the way you put it