When I shake my head I can hear it swish and I know I let some out but there is still more
My hands are not yet cramping, are not yet begging to be rested
I must keep on going until I shake my head and it makes no sound.
Some say that every minute is too much
Some say everyday is too much
But I say it's not enough
it's better to have too much then not having any at all
So I keep on writing whatever comes to mind
I keep penning love poems
I keep typing acrostics
You can never have too much
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 3:50 PM UTC
When I shake my head I can hear it swish and I know I let some out but there is still more
My hands are not yet cramping, are not yet begging to be rested
I must keep on going until I shake my head and it makes no sound.
Some say that every minute is too much
Some say everyday is too much
But I say it's not enough
it's better to have too much then not having any at all
So I keep on writing whatever comes to mind
I keep penning love poems
I keep typing acrostics
You can never have too much
Can't. Stop. With. Poetry.
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