tell me this has happened to you. i don't want to be alone in my madness.
the words, the story...
they're screaming to come out of me.
they invade my thoughts.
they wake me up at night,
demanding to be written down,
insisting that i can't wait
until later in the day
because i might forget them.
(heaven forbid i would forget them!)
if i refuse
they dance around in my head,
pestering me like impatient children,
until i finally give in.
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