I try to write a poem but nothing comes of it
Neither rhyme nor reason is coming to mind
Lambic, Free, Limeric, Tanka, Haiku, or Sonnet
In my head the only thing I realize is that I'm blind
Blind to rhyme, blind to reason, and blind for you
This was supposed to be about Matcha, not a whine
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Author:
BretonLegacy (
Online) - Published: October 15th, 2021 13:36
- Comment from author about the poem: Alot of what I've written comes from me trying to ground myself
- Category: Sad
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