Jun 2015
A poets brain
Is like
A schizophrenic
Going in all different directions
With so much to sayeth
Yet no words to cometh out,
Only pens full of ink
To runneth dry!!
Is like
A schizophrenic
Going in all different directions
With so much to sayeth
Yet no words to cometh out,
Only pens full of ink
To runneth dry!!
(Ohio,USA..)
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