IndecisionA Poem by Dressed in Poetry
Whisper, whisper
Sigh in agony
How can I concentrate
With all this noise?
Please sir, please sir,
Do me just one favor, sir,
Just stop all the
Whispering, Hissing, Groaning noises.
Silence, silence.
Sigh in relief.
But how can I write
With no inspiration?
Please sir, please sir,
I changed my mind, sir,
I would rather have
Something that gives me an idea to write about.
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1 Review Added on February 5, 2008 AuthorDressed in PoetryNorman, OKAboutJe m'appelle Lauren. I'm very dramatic. Other random things about me: - I have a passionate love for all things ironic. - 80% of what I say is sarcastic. - I like big words. They are fun. - I .. more..Writing
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