I always have so much to do,
But I end up doing nothing at all,
An organised mess I've heard it's called,
But I still have so much to do.
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Late Night Poetry
PoetryRambly poems that I write late at night. I only just realised that rhymed, how ironic. Uploads every Friday
Procrastinator
I always have so much to do,
But I end up doing nothing at all,
An organised mess I've heard it's called,
But I still have so much to do.
