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A writers end

It's 1:08 am, I'm at work 
With a mind full 
A blank paper, and a pen
I'm trying to write
My reasons fail me yet again
Within the  dead silence 
I grasp for help 
Seeing nothing but past mistakes 
That Flash on" history misprint 
Makes me never  want to go down that road again 
 
What to do
Leave it alone, never find solace in writing?  That can't be!!
Turn to music perhaps 
It  has always been my friend!!
From time to time even that helps nothing 
The Lyrics adding to my pain 
Old songs reminding me of them" bad ole days "
 
Still nothing good comes to mind
Setting down my pen 
Balling up the blank paper, throwing it in the trash bin
Laying my head on my desk
I'll try tomorrow, this cant be my writers end.. 
Written by Gg78
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