Smudged expectations desperate for explanations,
Mixed up treason against destinations
Registered resignation to the forced ruin,
Masking the the tickling condescension that blew in
Whistling to the beat of drudgery,
Matching the warped plastic cutlery
Towards a future of imagination,
Married to a creation
Undoing for all for Monday,
I am in the way.
themischiefmemoirs 
You’re so inspired. I love this sketch. 😉
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Thank you!!
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The merit belongs to you. I’m pleased. 🙂
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