Dojikko no Nichijou

Binded by the fated red thread
Are my fingers and my fist, unified
Amidst a battlefield of broken tupperware
And wasted food

A match made by Lady Luck herself:
My daydreaming brain
And a vending machine drink
Right next to the one I had wanted

My ears yearn for my headphones
Despite the poor fit and pains
As momentary pleasure is addictive;
Alas, the headphones were left back at home

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I-it's not like I want you to leave a comment or anything. B-baka.

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