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Midnight boredom

Oh so bored
Sitting in silence 
The clock ticking 
Pen scratching
Paper flapping
My own beating
 
Thumps 
So loud and clear
A pounding 
That resonates 
Ever so near
 
Thoughts that collide
At the fastest of speeds
 
Penned words 
Glaring back at me
Underlined and bolded
Ever so carefully 
 
Merging together
Problems and thoughts,
future and past,
hopes and dreams.
 
Leaving me behind
Bored and bleeding.

~ hiddengirl75

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- high schooler - poet - wanderer

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