Poet

I Wish My Words Flowed Like My Thoughts Do;

I wish I could writing something ~

anything, everything, but all I've got is nothing.

my mind's been drained with ideas for a different kind of poetry,

the kind you write at midnight when you can't sleep

because everything seems so dismal.

biut its a  p e r s o n a l  issue

somethingIcan'tdealwithbecauseI'veneverhadtobefore

oh look, I'm writing about it again.

There's no way to avoid the fact;

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