Inspiration. by Festerocious

I'm looking for inspiration. Oh where for can it be.
I've tried to find it everywhere but it's not inside of me.
I've looked out through my window, to the road and street outside.
But there's nothing there for me. My inspiration has surly died.

I'm looking for inspiration. Its power's deserted me
There is not chance for vision, well none that I can see.
I'm stuck here with my musing, my simple waste of time.
Not even having the talent, to make this stupid rhyme.

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Festerocious

21 June 2010

Little bit odd this one.
I wrote it in less than a minute.

No idea where it came from.
I was in the middle of re-doing a short story at the time.

There was another, but it didnt finish.
Will post that when I can.

Dark Angel Alice

22 June 2010

This poem sounds so cool. It's a bit funny and I loved reading it. Keep up the good work!!!

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Manchester, UNITED KINGDOM

What can I say about myself that won't get the Police involved? I am a happily married man with two children and a wonderful wife. That sounds sane enough. My writing kicked off when I smacked my ... (Read more)

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