Justine is my name Poems

Boring
I’ve never known what boring is
What kind of a word is that?
Does it mean to be stupid?
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A million thoughts scrambling through my brain
Screaming and squabbling along the thick grey jelly.
Desperately trying to not look the same,
To stand out and catch my attention
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Life was an ease,
life was a breeze,
time swooped by each day,
moans and whines,
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I have a secret,
Can you keep it?
I caught a fairy!
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My mind and body,
Two different things,
One roars,
The other sings.
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