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Poems...again:


Bored of life
Bored of death
The violence only tickles
Sex is a myth

Bored of pain
Bored of pleasure
Bored of internet
Bored of prono treasure

Bored of the word ********
Bored of my stupid luck
Bored of writing poems
Bored of getting comments

Bored of checking my mail
Bored of trying to fail
Bored of failing to fail
Bored of silly tales

Bored of vodka
Bored of whiskey
Bored of getting high
Bored of trying to die

Bored of all my friends
Bored of The Ends
Bored of the lonely nights
Bored of days so bright

Bored of typing like mad
Bored of being glad
Bored of being ******** up
Bored of being correct

Bored of being an inspiration
Bored of being looked up to
Bored of being some kind of ******** up role model
Bored of saying What the ******** to so many things

I'm bored. So bored.
And I wish I could bore you
With my poetry
Like you bore me.