stalemate

stalemate

A Poem by speakingcolors

my mind is racing with thoughts,

nearly full to capacity.

but it's the funniest thing:

i can't think of anything to write.

© 2009 speakingcolors


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Added on August 5, 2009

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speakingcolors
speakingcolors

somewhere outside looking in, PA



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poet/songwriter/author sometimes I feel so much it hurts. i have all these thoughts running through my head, little segments of a whole that i can't see. most of them never get put down in writ.. more..

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