Writers Block

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Eyes I feel staring over my shoulder
The writers block starts to come over me
My chest feels squished as if by a boulder
The cold is like the stare of the banshee

I ever slowly turn my head around
My eyes meet theirs I start to make a noise
I try to speak and say something profound
With there stare I am completely annoyed

I cannot write a single word right now
I finally get up the nerve to say
Go away this thing I will not allow
They slowly turn there head away, freedom

Suddenly my ideas start coming back
As it turns out I just might have a nack





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