I keep trying to trying to write,
but the words keep running off into
the night.
While I collapse into docility.
It's as if me and creativity have
gone through a divorce.
I guess I must have thought
with a little too much force.
Maybe if I get a late night snack,
the word's will come running
back to take a bite.
while I burst into verbosity.
Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 11:41 PM UTC
I keep trying to trying to write,
but the words keep running off into
the night.
While I collapse into docility.
It's as if me and creativity have
gone through a divorce.
I guess I must have thought
with a little too much force.
Maybe if I get a late night snack,
the word's will come running
back to take a bite.
while I burst into verbosity.
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