Poets Guilt

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Guilty,
Of letting
My thoughts
Occupy my heart
Without giving them
The attention
That they
Craved

Guilty,
Of chasing
Them away without ever
Even asking why they were here
So I could take pen to paper
With hand and
Help

Guilty,
Of missing
The feelings that
They had tried to share
While they squatted
With patience
Eagerly

Guilty,
Of denying
Hungry thoughts
A safe place within
My head to
Feed

Guilty,
Of not allowing
My mind to listen when
My heart just needed to speak
This is just the life
Of a Poets
Guilt

 

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