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Weak
by Angel J McRaeI'm so weak
So pathetic
Too late
Everybody writes,
But I can't anymore.
My words have been stolen,
My heart aches too much to feel,
And my mind can't handle the creativity.
Loosing all my rhyme,
I'm just wasting time. 12/22/2001 Posted on 12/22/2001
Copyright © 2024 Angel J McRae
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Anne Boulender on 05/28/06 at 12:06 PM not really. trust me, just write what ever you want to. its your poem and you can write whatever you want. its not like you are getting paid to write poems, almost no one does, so you can't get fired or anything. |
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