Weeds grow where they want to; not where they're told to...
Unjumping
Today I decided to unjump
To unsing the song of yesteryear
To unsweep the dirt of last time
Running, Unjumping and Running from myself
I need to unjump
So I can JUMP
Today I decided to unfeel
To undo my deeds
To unwrite my story
Undoing, Unjumping and Undoing myself
I need to unjump
So I can JUMP
I unthink, I unlearn, I uncry
I JUMP
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Please Boss
Please if we must
Then not on the desk.
You’re the boss
You deserve the plush Persian carpet.
The desk has too much of me
Cluttered clips,
Torn trash
Memorised minutes
If we must
Then not on the desk
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