Bordom Poems - Poems about Bordom

...There’s a feeling called the drifting force that makes you want to shift your course and find a better vector on boring study nights. They’re so many things a girl starts missing, like hugg......

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...In a horse life.We can play with a burlap feed bag, an empty milk jug, or chew on the barn stall door.Just to kill some time, or to kill some every day bordom.In a horse life.We get names like Bl......

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...Chilled from the midnight cold, as I stroll wrapped in cavalier, wondering if the world has something to spare, But life once was... a beautiful pasifier we all use, can you imagine us all in Ro......

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...What's in a color? I do not understand. The color of our skin, changes as we get plder, SO what is in a color, Pearly white turns to a warm brown, with no thought to its wearer, so what is in a......

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...She opened the door And let me in Her smile rised from her lower lip Like the morning star This alone took off Thousand years of my bordom She opened the windows for me To let heaven get in......

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...A fog of silence Invaded my Table For couple dead hours the cafeshop Looks like a dezerted temple the server is bored with his long lasting bordom A Lady came across my table Her eyes wer......

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