The Words
The words don’t flow like they used to
and these poems go unfinished,
Normally what triggers my senses
To rashly type verse after verse….
Well its emotion; feelings, sentiments.
But now i've taken so much
That its killed something in me,
Still go numb once in a while
Yet no one believes me.
The words don’t flow like they used to;
Someone fix me
Copyright © average person | Year Posted 2024
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