I have writers block from trying to block you out of my mind.---
Though I try, I'm looking passed you, yet, in the corner of my eye.---
With a quill in your hand...looking rather like a wand---
The way you waving it around, casting barren thoughts.---
A paper is as worthy as the ink on it. Leave me blank!---
Number3
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2b2b2 says: Ha ha....excellent thought....Ripe Writes....Best Fruit....Nice! |
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DallasCowgirl says: Thought provoking! Understood |
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