Writer's Block

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No ideas flowed through my empty mind,
What am I to write about?
Rubbing my pen with a grind,
The pressure is giving me doubt,
I need a dose of inspiration,
Nothing, but some perspiration,
I can't write a poem, impossible!
Even if I did, it would be dull..





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BoosflashThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 19, 2010 at 11:49 am
I like this poem I like it cause those eight lines said alot. which is better than 50 lines about absolutely nothing. good job. it's good when a writer can take a few lines and give them meaning.
 
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