He feels like drinking
maybe until 3 in the morning
and when already intoxicated
he puts feelings into writing
gathers all the words
that cannot be shared
'cause there is no one
who's willing to listen
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Racing Thoughts
PoetryAll the Little Thoughts was the first poetry book that I published here. I tried to submit it to a publishing house, hoping to be considered. Unfortunately, I've received the saddest email today informing me that my manuscript was not chosen. The fi...
