Unearthly Boredom swarms
my every curve and eats away
at my patience. I want to do
something I'm horny but I can't
do squat. I'm tired yet I can't sleep.
I'm so annoyed and I can't focus.
My heart seems to not be at rest. My
mind is in constant turmoil as boredom
ensnares my entire being and eats away
at my soul. The unearthliness of boredom
takes apart the strongest and the busiest
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