setting sickness

A Poem by Tenten

It’s setting in

the sickness is setting in

taking hold

Tired of this place

these faces

these people

Who posses no concept of this soul

The secrets I cannot speak

not ready

to trust

strange faces

The weariness of life

By classes by hours

By homework

By breaks of personal time

It’s setting in

This sickness is setting in

© 2008 Tenten

Author's Note

Cp. 12:40PM Mon 10/15/07 NM Tired Weary Write Loathsome and Sorrow Laden (Written Lenore)

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Added on February 29, 2008

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Tenten

Alamosa, CO

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