Istock
The ink that traps my thoughts
Helping unravel knots and mess
Out of my mind less stress
To help construct a guess for now
To be something somehow?
Perhaps a false avow to write
avoiding one more night
But right now in my right I hold
All my thoughts to be told
To preserve in some mould of words
Or doodles of some birds
About the Creator
Hywel Latimyr
I kinda suck at writing but I enjoy it
Anyway, here's a dumb little haiku:
The gunslinger draws
His opponent does the same
oh dear, they both died
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