Of Note: An Ode To The Practicing Poet

Just wrote a poem and deleted it Next song. Okay, now I Breathe And so…. But the song is sad. Only I listen, because I am in love, And so I breathe. And next; Yes. I breathe Only, I wish life didnt trivialize and parody itself, Because I need this: Lily Allen, Something’s Not RightContinue reading “Of Note: An Ode To The Practicing Poet”