Thursday, February 5, 2009

writer's block


I cant think
I cant walk
I cant see
I cant talk
Its all because of writers block
I must finish
It cant wait
I must do this
Its my fate
"Thy will be don't," says the pen
"Just write what you know" say my paper with woe
Nothing comes to mind
This writing is no friend of mine
The pen taunts me
My paper laughs
I fear I might tear it in half
This anger grows
I hate frustration
Its not like I'm in men station
This needs to work
It must be done
Oh when can I make writing fun
I grab the pen
I write this down
"Silly words, you make me frown"
Frown, down
Hey that rhymes
I could rhyme it a million times
I hope this works
It should a lot
That is why these things were bought

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