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Opussia you're really great I confess I'm an addict doesn't matter if my work is late I can always ad lib it. I love to immerse myself in rhythm and rhyme. i mean it counts as english revision right.
Falling into a stupor A rut Feels like the same thing Over and over Get up While complaining Get up In the cold Get up In the warm Get up And do the same thing Not a morning person Let me sleep...
This sneeze I'm holding in. Don't know what has caused it. I can only think of one allergy. And that's hard labor I'll admit. It's not like I'm that lazy. I'd just much rather sleep.
#Procrastination #acrostic F ast cars and adrenalin packed action A lso the eye candy is a big attraction S exiness oozes from these movies T orreto, and O'connor are such smoothies & F rom...
I've got paper piles everywhere, Notebooks and diaries too, Disorganisation is not in my name, But this stacks so high I can't see through, Paper with poems, Diaries with dates, Notebooks with...
#procrastination #acrostic C ouldn't tell you about the storyline A ll I could see was Daniel Craig's eyes S ex on legs emerging from the sea I n skimpy speedos, the colour of tiffany blue skies N...
#acrostic. #procrastination. Salisbury summer dawning. Turns to celebration peaking. Opportunities lay yawning. Newly lit with sunrise streaking. Every voice is raised to heaven.
I'll be better tommorrow, I'll tidy my room, I'll bring you breakfast in bed and a bunch of flower too.
Today was hand in day for one of my university modules and as I am a dickhead I left the entire thing until yesterday it is now finished and handed in and I think I did fairly well but I have learned...
#procrastination #acrostic Creation needs a leap of faith Hoping that the bets you make Allow some kind of root to take.
I have nothing to write about, is my life empty. Who am I. This isn't a poem. Why do I think I'm writing. They say don't doubt yourself and your abilites Maybe it's time to doubt.
By Miscellaneous My dear friend Gemma Doyle knows how I tend to take forever to give her some material to put on here.
#firstlinechallenge #nightdwellers #procrastination The frosted grass cracked underfoot As winter took hold on the night. A lonely march of weathered boots Left shadowed tracks in the night.
#procrastination #advent challenge ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fresh and bright Sparkly, light So rare, unique For you now, we weep Gone too soon Your beauty could not last Twenty tender snowflakes Your...
Time is short, the seconds run, And minutes pass under the sun.. Hours we while away with a yawn, To ourselves we become a pawn..
Tap tap tapping Driving me insane. The buzzing and false light, Draining my life away. I wish to run, to play. Like days gone by. I brought this upon myself so I can' t....shouldn't complain.
Sound asleep, Happily dreaming, Then you hear, The alarm clock screeching, You drowsily awake, To put it on snooze, Then fall asleep, But when you snooze, you lose, You sleep a while, Then hear it...
I spend way too much time in my bed, I'm practically sleeping my life away. Got things to be doing instead, But it's so warm, sod it I think I'll stay.
Will the sky fall for me tonight Will it open up and swallow me whole Will those sexy blue shorts disappear Mmmmm naked the ultimate goal Will your piercing blue eyes look at me Will they notice me...
#household #procrastination High above streets Amid glass suites To gleam away grime Streak free shine I tower above The push and shove 'Tween reflections of clouds Above the crowds Just me and...
I thought that if I settled down, My laptop on my knees, Glass of Pinot in my hand, Fingers on the keys...
This essay is doing my head in, This essay is cracking my skull, This essay is bringing me down, And, oh yes, this essay is making me dull.
Today is going to be my lazy day. I'll just eat mochi and watch anime. I really won't do much, like leave the house and such. I think I'll just stay home.
#ghosts #phrase #procrastination Like shower mist, I saw you Going up and down my stairs Clutching an old '45 And a bobby pin in your hair The first time I saw you It was Novembers first frost You...