More to complain about,
Because that is the direction,
You always seek out,
Even when the weather is the clearest,
And your journey blessed with empty roads,
You wish for rain and some goddamn people,
So you weren't so bored,
And when you're coupled in the warmest embrace,
From the person you love the most,
Your mind is on the tasks you need get done,
Fabricated so 's t',
Not be alright,
For you never want to be,
For people might think you're taking it,
Far too easy.
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