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Dreary

How I hate these periods,
when all things seem so bleak and dismal,
when every second of every day
repeats itself.
Never changing,
never ending,
same routine,
on and on.
The bordom of it all
near drives me insane.
How I hate it all,
as the myopic views of those around,
crush into oblivion,
the dreams that are never to be!

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  • Puppydog gold member
    November 29
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    OH, HOW TRUE!!!

    I know for me this time of year, the time after autumn and before snow flies there is a time of dreary days, chilly wet ones which nothing seems to be happening. They can be very depressing.


  • sakkthi
    November 13

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    lovely.

    Extremely desperate. It just explores my feelings, I am so desperate that for last 3 days I can't write a single word. just I am flattered. My soul got disappeared in anguish.

    You depiction is a clear stream of emotions. Keep going.


  • Puppydog gold member
    September 4
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    WONDERFUL!!!

    These are what my parents always called the doldrums. Sometimes the everyday routines are difficult to break.