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It’s just sitting
There, taunting,
It’s staring
Back at me,
Laughing in
My face
“You can’t think
Of anything to write”,
It taunts,
Then I realize…
Yes, yes you are right.
Then after all of this
Thinking I look
Down at the wide
Ruled paper and
See all I have
Written down is my
Name.




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Dancer2015 said...
Apr. 13, 2012 at 10:45 am:
This is such a cool idea for a poem! this always happens to me and im glad someone wrote about it! :)
 
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