I've been here, what, two days now? I figure that's long enough to start assailing you with my bad poetry.

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Reptile

I think I'm gonna go regenerate.
Grow back everything that's been torn from me,
Let everything go back how it should be.
Repaint the world in a vibrant grey.
Rebuild what broke and relieve the Atlas.
I'm gonna open those doors that you slammed on my face,
See the sun like it was the first time.
I'm sick of staring at this cool pale wall,
Sick of the feel of this tiny, bland room,
Sick of the sounds of traffic and boredom,
Sick of the god-awfully painful monotony,
Sick of you.
Sick and tired
Of being sick and tired.
So no more.
I think I'm gonna go regenerate.

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...so, any thoughts? Let me know--I can take it.

I like it. And it's not a poem about a break up, so that's a plus. :) It's different and I like different so yay. Good job dude.