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The Flood

His painted words of pretty colors
they stood in rows upon a page
until the flood crashed through the windows
washing all his words away
washing all his words away
Written by Nightmoth
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Author's Note
I don't have writers block. I just think sometimes life gets in the way. If you don't have the time ... you need to make time. Sounds simple enough..
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