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Yes, while writing this I had writer's block, and I am not sure if it is gone. It has been driving me mad, as I have never has it before. Every word of this poem is true for me. Hope you like.
Wearing your mind thin; trying to
Recall a thought, a feeling, an emotion to
Inspire you, but coming up short.
This is the viscous cycle that is spinning me.
Even as I write this down, no
Real thoughts form to help me figure out the next
'Sentence's outpouring.
Be there a cure, for this
Leprosy? For it is eating me from the inside
Out like some God-forsaken disease. It's frustrating,
Crushing my creativity and silencing both my
Knowledge and soul.
Thanks for reading!
