Yearning

I sit in the dark

Skin bathed by the blue rays of my computer screen

The soft pitter pattering

Sounds like rain

Though it’s my fingers tip tapping

On my keyboard

Pounding out about how in life I’m unsure

There’s got to be more than this

Something that will bring me bliss

Back in 7th grade – I reminisce

What, stole my passion away

When last did the paper and the pen kiss?

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