This poem is really bad and I just wrote it but I really just don't care.
Tired with eyes drooping
Mind floating with the stars
Hands never stopping in their task
For this is the hour of artist and artist never sleep
The caffeine driven humans with muses that never sleep
Pushing and prodding until the pencil stops
And rise from the seat and view
Their Masterpiece
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That was terrible
-Ivy
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My Midnight Thoughts, Rants, And Dreans
RandomJust a normal American teenager just sharing my thoughts and dreams and some rants as well that will be thrown in there and I might add poetry. Just be warned when I say updates are not for sure until after November and most up dates will be late a...
