Reflect and Edit

I’ve tried to be more quiet.

Don’t laugh! It’s all quite true.

I try to hold my tongue at times

And let thoughts ponder and accrue.


But once I’m done, God help me,

I must here just confess,

You get the lot, spilled out like guts,

Uncensored written mess.


At times like these, I can’t conceive

Why I have ink in pen.

Reflect and maybe edit,

Before writing once again?

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