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Usually my life is pretty drama free. For instance, this week's big event was me discovering a new dessert. I like dessert. I want to go on the record as saying that. Also, I'm working on learning a new song. It sounds just as bad as the old ones, but it will be NEW, and hence, better. My knitting isn't coming along because school session started this week and I haven't had the time to get to that one project I've been meaning to do. And I haven't written anything, or gone to a poetry reading and read anything, which was the goal I had in mind this week.
However, I did find some of my angsty teen poetry this week, so even though I've been incredibly unproductive I can still subject others to my bad poetry, via the internet.
Bad poetry alert.

"Your Balconey"
Sometimes you call me and say:
"my balconey with its ten stories of viod looked especially good today"
And I want to take you in my arms and tell you
what a lonely place the world would be without you in it,
and how hearts were meant to break
just now and then
not every day when the sun comes up
and the world starts again without you.
But I don't think you care.
Your pain would be over,
it is mine that would be beginning.