Here There Be Dragons - Part One
[I know I missed this #description challenge but meh, here's my #procrastination anyway.
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Procrastination
#procrastination I'll write something soon... Maybe!.
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Static
#household #Procrastination The static is deafening it's taken up the space Of notes and words, devoid in this place.
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Lazy
Lazing about putting off homework... I tell myself " I'll do it after food. I've only got to do one.." I tell myself " I have plenty of time.
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A Troublesome Itch
Your a loser A Confuser of my mind An abuser A user feeding off the blind.
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Hiding Underground
Thousands of missiles, standing in rows, Snuggled like moles deep in their borrows, Blind to the death and destruction they'd bring If ever they're called upon to take wing.
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Spirit Unbound
#household #procrastination Rich hues of fiery red set the sky aglow Soft pinks and tangerine dreams alight upon my soul.
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Kindling
Light a match, Under my soul, Beneath my heart, Surrender its hold, I am flying free, Free from old chains, Waltzing in sunshine, Crying in monsoon rain, I am a wash of emotion, Unlocked by loss, I...
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Park Spectre
I wander the streets alone, orange lights flickering out as the early hours of the morning close in. I pull my cardigan closer around my shoulders as a chilling breeze sweeps through.
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Substance
You act as if you're made of oil, Frictionless and thin. A sheet of plastic gliding past, An empty bag of skin.
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Should've Got Up
The start of a day. Is a curious thing. As daylight does break. The morning birds sing. You lay in your bed. Hearing their song. You really must rise. Or you'll stay there to long.
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My book report is due today
My book report is due today. I haven't finished yet. In fact, I haven't started, which I'm coming to regret. I haven't even read the book. I put it off so long. I thought I'd have a lot of time.
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The Dusty Room.
In every corner in my sight, I see the dust clinging tight. Inside the books, and the window sill, The dust just sits; Quiet and still.
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Untitled
There is a new virus going around, called "work." If you receive any sort of "work" at all, whether via email, internet or simply handed to you by a colleague...DO NOT OPEN IT.
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Oh Crap
I have homework due in tomorrow. At precisely 11o'clock. I'm sitting in front of my laptop. But I'm having a mental block. It should have been done weeks ago. And handed in complete.
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How To Begin?
Today I reminded myself during a generalised conversation how much of a perfectionist I can be.
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Lumpiness
Why is my bed do lumpy. ** Have you ever had that feeling when you go to sleep after a long day of tidying your bedroom that when you go to bed its all lumpy.
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Fool
Tired. Shouldn't have stayed up late. Talking flirting watching tv etc. Now I'm playing the price. Sleep is trying to win through. Eye lids are heavy. Struggling to say awake.
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Lazy Bones
I awake with the best of intentions, I'm going to leap out of bed. Then the cold light of day splinters my eyes, I return to my slumber instead.
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Bored Bored Bored
I am so tired. I've gone back to bed. I might sleep a bit more. Till I'm awake in my head. I cannot concentrate. On the mundane day to day. I have so much to do. But all I want is to lay.
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Revision Blues
Revision time is such a bore Even those interesting subjects become a chore It all goes in one ear and out the other Watched by a demanding mother...
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I'm Still Up...
The clock struck 1:00AM, And Feather was rather tired, But she wasn't ready to sleep, There was work to be admired. Opuss had struck, As it so often did, And when Feather did look, Naughty Sleep hid.
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Opuss Crack Down.
Right, look here, Opuss, Here's the thing, I have three more exams, That I can't just wing. Two tomorrow, One on Tuesday, Yet no revising, On here I stay. Yeah, that's it Opuss, I'm addicted.
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Revision
The very mention of its name strikes fear into my heart. It means many things. Sleepless nights. Baked beans and pasta. For breakfast. Scrumpled paper strewn across the floor.
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