Party Games
What was I writing?
I opened up the notepad and found nothing
It seems my thoughts stayed in
Perhaps they are wrapped up
Carefully covered in layers
A single player game of pass the parcel
I don't feel I'm getting closer to the reveal
Nobody has ever stopped this game before the end
But I might
I'm too tired for thoughts
This is a terrible party
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2024
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