Untitled by @TaintedTulip | Opuss

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It's 5am
I've just woken up
Cant sleep anymore
Enough is enough

I'll do my best
To stay awake
But I don't think
I can stay awake very long anyway

I have poem
I've been debating
I wrote it but it was lost
So the place shall be filled with a new writing

It's called Twins
To give a you an idea
Inspired by @HeatherAnne: "Last Call"
So yeah

@misslittleDHP
Thanks for everything
And @leelee101 too
I thank you and wish you a Happy Birthday ending

Farewell for now
Until this poems done
Or when I wake back up
But that sounds like no fun

#creative-process #early-morning #general #personal-reflection #poetry

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Comments & Feedback (2)

Jul 20, 2012 at 11:20 AM

Have sweet dreams my lovely...you sound just like me...can't sleep if you have a poem unfinished in your head...😃😃😃😃💤💤💤💤💤

Jul 20, 2012 at 11:34 AM

@misslittleDHP haha thanks. :)

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