| Once again, I sit and wait and just stare at the screen. Bored as hell by what I do and that which goes unseen. | |
| Sensing that there's something hanging on the stars, I wrap my feelings up with ribbon, fling them through these bars. | |
| I listen to the throughts that run through my head, Shove them out till there's nothing left to be said. | |
| Wrapped in quiet, bored to tears; giving in to silenced fears. |
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