My poetry is broken
No words spoken
I want to write
I'll keep on hoping
Need some inspiration
To peak my imagination
I want to be real no imitation
Emotions I'm taking
Constantly remaking
Mix it all up time for baking
Tasty and yummy for the mental tummy
As a fool I'm true..mama didn't raise a dummy
I usually can go all night till my pen starts smoking
Hang a sign in my mind "My Poetry is Broken."
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 8:32 PM UTC
My poetry is broken
No words spoken
I want to write
I'll keep on hoping
Need some inspiration
To peak my imagination
I want to be real no imitation
Emotions I'm taking
Constantly remaking
Mix it all up time for baking
Tasty and yummy for the mental tummy
As a fool I'm true..mama didn't raise a dummy
I usually can go all night till my pen starts smoking
Hang a sign in my mind "My Poetry is Broken."
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