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Writers Block
This pen and paper feel foreign
Familarity slips away
As thoughts become trapped within
Words that once came naturally
Crumble into ruble
The ruble turns into a brick
A brick into a wall
A wall dividing writer from words
Impossible to climb
Its almost suffocating
These thoughts crowd my mind
I need to write
But the words dont rhyme
Their meaning lost in translation
From mind
To paper
Creativity choked by life
Artistry erased by doubt
By my pen this wall will fall
Piece by piece
Word by word
Familarity slips away
As thoughts become trapped within
Words that once came naturally
Crumble into ruble
The ruble turns into a brick
A brick into a wall
A wall dividing writer from words
Impossible to climb
Its almost suffocating
These thoughts crowd my mind
I need to write
But the words dont rhyme
Their meaning lost in translation
From mind
To paper
Creativity choked by life
Artistry erased by doubt
By my pen this wall will fall
Piece by piece
Word by word
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