Aimless

Drunken Pen Writing

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Drifting through the days until
boredom infects the nights.

Staring at a screen as
purposeless lives scroll by.

Dreaming of greatness but
no action is ever taken.

Can’t sleep because of the
regret of wasted time.

We do this to ourselves
living an aimless existence.

It doesn’t have to be this way
if only we were stronger.

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