Time after time
I'm writing awful rhymes
Losing all my skill
Falling down the hill
I just can't join the letters
Can not do any better
Finally hit a wall
Now I just fall
Nothing good to come
Nothing, natta, none
Giving up at last
Burned out way to fast
Can't write anything worth reading
Right now a break I am needing
That is the lot
Poetry has to stop!
Spending time frustrated
Thinking my stuff you have hated
Don't know where to turn
Nothing left to learn
Must find something new
I'll never truly leave you
But what to turn to now
When I can't seem to maow?
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