no talent

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No Talent

I have no talent
No ideas, hopes, or motivation
My organs are laced together
A jumbled, messy creation
To read from this, an enormous vocation.

So I’ll placidly sit,
Waiting for genius to hit
To strike me, with sparks and music

To un-jumble this mess
Remove my distress, make my suffering less,
My writing talent,
Itself will profess.





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FallingThisDay said...
Sept. 24, 2008 at 3:14 am
OMG THIS IS AMAZING!!! I truly feel your pain. Keep Writing!!
 
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