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Sometimes the mind blocks,
When no one knocks.
Easily irritate, always confused.
Should meditate, feels abused.
No reason to love,
Want to jump from cliff.
No Idea what I’m writing,
Yet ready to do fighting.
God, give me some work,
Listen please from temple to kirk.
Bore-A part of holidays,
Never realized in college days.
The best part is sleep,
But buries you deep.
No work except to eat,
Thinks every time as a treat.
Jailed in a room,
Can imagine the feelings of a groom.
Out is the heat,
Sun is a cheat.
In, are all wild,
Behaves totally like small child.
Hah, deviated from the topic,
Girls’ best friend is cosmetic.
Crap, the world is crazy,
Like pepsi, which looks hazy.
It’s time to end,
Umm, shit message resend!
