Like a blessing
And a curse
I'm consumed With
LYRICAL WORD'S
Hours
Day's
Months
Awake
Asleep
It's like
I'm a vessel
Of poetry
I don't brainstorm
Take notes
Try
Or even
Think
It's like a nonstop
Supernatural
Download
I receive the rhymes
And push the pen
Untill it finally ends
Non stop
Steady flow
Like fire
in my bones
I'm only lost
without my pen
©spitfire
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