Restless
anxiety
I'm no good
No sleep
fidget through the night
need to
build
create
but
I'm no good.
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Poetry, Prose, and Thoughts for the mentally exhausted, the morally intrigued, and the late night internet surfer hopped up on caffine. For you with strained eyes, a tired soul, and rhythm in your heart.
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ReplyDeleteIf you're no good, how come I keep showing up to your palace of poetry begging like a peasant for a crust of bread?
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