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Carpe Noctem Poeta
You might be
a writer
with that over
thinking mind
Awake at 3am
I must be lonely
sausage, love it
just rolls off
the tongue
I emit extremely
incandescent ink
the tears I shed
Dancing about
here, I am Picasso
this is my canvas
Poetic genius forever
lost to my
inner monologue
a writer
with that over
thinking mind
Awake at 3am
I must be lonely
sausage, love it
just rolls off
the tongue
I emit extremely
incandescent ink
the tears I shed
Dancing about
here, I am Picasso
this is my canvas
Poetic genius forever
lost to my
inner monologue
Published 4th Jun 2013
| Edited 16th Jun 2013
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4th Jun 2013 7:33am
My sleep is so intermittent, it drive me crazy.. Nice one Carpe. Yes to all of those must be's.
4th Jun 2013 3:58pm
Anonymous
4th Jun 2013 10:32am
Can relate noctem...nice
4th Jun 2013 4:00pm
4th Jun 2013 8:43pm
Poetic genius forever
lost to my
inner monolgue
Great lines with delicious ambiguity.
lost to my
inner monolgue
Great lines with delicious ambiguity.
4th Jun 2013 9:26pm
16th Jun 2013 7:37pm
Saw it in the writer comp... You may just snag that win...enjoyed it.
PS put the Latin title back in, ffs. ;)
PS put the Latin title back in, ffs. ;)
17th Jun 2013 5:53am
