I want to write
I don't know what about
But I wish that
Something would stick
Nothing is there
Its like it's all
Sucked out of me
All at once
This state of haze
Moved to my writing
I shall do everything in my power
To overcome it
I've tried 5 different times
For a simple household entry
I know what I want to do
Usually I just write, and there it is
But this
I have no idea
What shall I do
I believe I shall write about you
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Everything I write (if it is to be read by any other person) is always a re-write of a re-write of a re-write.
I was sitting here thinking. And that's where it ends. My mind has drawn blank. My dear opuss friends. Maybe it's cause. I'm just feeling tired. The sun has gone down. I'm feeling less wired.
I have so much to say...just no words to say them with. I hate that for days I've come on here every day hoping to write something...but just stare at a blank screen for hours at a time.
I'm not quite sure, What do say. What shall I Post today. Maybe a poem, But what about. Ah this heat, Is making me pout. The heat has stripped, My motivation Little miss Curious' Inspiration.
You may think I'm new, But that is not true, I've been here for 10 long months, Just for a while I've been stumped, What to write, how to write, To be quite blunt, This may be shite, But I've...
You may think I'm new, But that is not true, I've been here for 10 long months, Just for a while I've been stumped, What to write, how to write, To be quite blunt, This may be shite, But I've...
Far too busy and I miss writing these bits. Why don't I have the time to make up these hits. I need to relax and chill, find a release. Write something nonsense, my poor brain to appease.
Seriously guys What's with me these days.
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