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Routine
Won't stay closed
Damn door
Constantly flying open
Like ghosts are coming to visit old friends
There are no friends here
And the wind
It howls
Like it's whispering to the world that it's unstoppable.
Their shoes shuffle
Almost in an annoying manner
Some faces piss me off
Go away. You're unwanted here
I smile and greet because I am supposed to
Stupidity
The sun keeps playing hide and seek
Running its undecided mine through the clouds.
Rain. I want it to pour.
Soak the earth in sky nectar
None of those will fit you
Put that back where you got it
Quit asking for a better deal
Murder
Only if it was legal sometimes
White floors turned red
The opposite of snow falling on roses
Shut up
I don't care
End of the day come
Just another damn routine
Wind blow the building to the ground
Thank you. Have a nice day. Not really. Choke.
