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Writers Block

Try as I might
words don’t come out
all these things inside
the pen refuses to write;

All my dreams of yesterday
are just a touch away
my wings are spread out
ready to take off in a quick flight;

Wandering in the darkness of my mind
searching for a spark
to give this life a reason
to continue dreaming,
here I am scribbling away the thoughts
that refuse to come alive;

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5 comments

native girl February 27, 2009 - 11:37 am

cool beans

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native girl February 27, 2009 - 11:38 am

man this poem is really cool

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hussein March 18, 2009 - 2:18 am

this poet is very nice and life is to give this life a reason

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sir cool February 24, 2011 - 7:37 am

this poem is the best poem i’v ever read 🙂

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Seanman March 13, 2018 - 8:02 am

Yes gives me life

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