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Apr 01, 2009
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Blocked
Across the paper my pencil flies
In a furry words appear on the page
Then, blocked.
In an instant, nothing
I'm stuck
My brain fills with the buzz of emptiness
Nothing comes out, but i know that the story is not over
I can't think
My brain is consumed with finding that next line
But sometimes....
In a furry words appear on the page
Then, blocked.
In an instant, nothing
I'm stuck
My brain fills with the buzz of emptiness
Nothing comes out, but i know that the story is not over
I can't think
My brain is consumed with finding that next line
But sometimes....
— ginnydragon54, Apr 01, 2009
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