Saturday, October 25, 2008

The Weekend

I wrote this poem a while ago but oh well:

Weekend parties,
time with friends,
school-free,
or so I've heard.

Time Passes,
words dropped
upon the keyboard,
sitting, staring, all alone
except for the constant thought of the
Weekend.

Rest from life,
no rest at all,
need to do,
to do no thing,
that's all i've heard
and think about
The week ends.

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