What('s) a Waste of Time
Today is but a wasted day of spaceI have thousands upon thousands upon thousands of
instead I'm watching snales pace
Today I need to get work done
I have thousands upon thousands upon thousands of
instead I'm leading inner drums
Today I've put off long enough
I have thousands upon thousands upon thousands of
I still didn't do the stuff
I needed
And the thousands upon thousands upon thousands of
interceded
I'll go to bed and churn my gut
I'll beat my soul and kick my butt
I'll reflect poorly upon every letter
Ignorant thoughts, infinite pleasure
Wallowing pity, prettied and tethered
Today was such a wasted day of space
because I knew better
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