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for the first time in history, I'm putting a poem in ths here journal. to me its new, but boredom is getting the best of me. And well . . . . . Just read the messed-up poem!
Boredom
By Kayla<<<<(Thats me)
Boredom gets to you
we all know it does
even though sometimes its gone, and we pull through.
it comes back , like it never was.
Boredom makes us do strange things.
Like me, I'm not old enough to drive.
but I have a car & bought 3 Daimond rings.
And the Boredom still thrives.
Like cockroaches, it never dies
And when people ask if your bored.
you'll just tell fibbs and lies.
and thats all I can come up with. so theres you poem. its new. I made it up. to me it pretty good. but I don't care. Remember this:
SPEAK YO MIND!!!! lol
 Pyrogirl420 · Fri Jun 17, 2005 @ 05:22am · 0 Comments |
