Another day, another yawn,
Monotony, my constant spawn.
Boredom, my constant companion,
Ennui, the king of my dominion.
I stare at walls, I count the tiles,
Anything to pass the endless miles.
Netflix and chill? More like doze and drool,
Ennui’s the master, I'm its fool.
Excitement? Pah, it's overrated,
Enthusiasm, forever jaded.
I'd rather nap than try something new,
Ennui, my one and only true.
So here I sit, a lifeless lump,
Waiting for the next yawn to slump.
Ennui, my constant, my delight,
My ever-faithful, boring plight.
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Geckoi
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Vale Perficientur
"My tears need a minute to find the edges of my face. If you'll please excuse me." The sarcasm stabbed into Juliana’s heart. Antonia glared at her from the pit of the Lyceum as her student fought to hold back tears that had nothing to do with the pain in her fingers. “You’re better than this, again.”
By Matthew Fromm5 days ago in Fiction
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