Urge

ashhkat • 706 followers

It's late at night
But I had an urge to write
Sometimes I get these itches
Ripping me like broken stitches
So I make a rhyme
To past the time
Or because words start to flow
And I've got to let them go
That's kinda how it works
A funny little quirk.

#creative-process #general #poetry #self-expression

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