Then there are days
When with a sulking face
I go through everyone's poems
Including my own
And wonder with bitter scorn
What kick do these people get
From all this rhyme-rhyme business
Just say it all in one line, no
Why coat it with metaphorical prettiness
Don't worry friends,
I hope to self-heal out of this strange daze
Probably just going through
A grumpy phase.
Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 5:23 PM UTC
Then there are days
When with a sulking face
I go through everyone's poems
Including my own
And wonder with bitter scorn
What kick do these people get
From all this rhyme-rhyme business
Just say it all in one line, no
Why coat it with metaphorical prettiness
Don't worry friends,
I hope to self-heal out of this strange daze
Probably just going through
A grumpy phase.
Bleh.
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