Your presence has been long forgotten
Until you happened upon me today
And though I realize it's a luxury to feel you
I can't help but feel a little anger
Distractions have consumed many an hour
Time whirring by as well as productivity
Leaving not a second to think
For I, thinking is vile
Spreading to my eyeballs
And casting a glaze
And here I am sitting and wishing for you to leave me
Till my head hits the pillow, at least
For you cause my future to come a little slower
And I just can't have that
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