I'm at my wits end
you're like the split ends
in my hair
but I don't dare
cut you out
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There's a monster there, she's pulling out her hair
she's begging for mercy, watching the dogs closer closer closure
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it's not at all amazing to me that I'm a small thing
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she'll be all flustered her hair will be mussed like the snakes hiding there are trying to be quiet I can hear them hissing rejection why am I so afraid to tell her I want to eat her up and down?
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it's not at all amazing to me that I'm a small thing
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give it a go! heave up and ho! away from the boring shore, luring you into mediocrity
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my hands ask no more questions, please
See? This is how much I suck lately. Writers block is the biggest whore ever because it not only blows, it sucks at the same time.
Devious Comments
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Escape Cold Herons, Jak.
It is usually caused by a poem stuck in your head thats blocking the path of all the others, so at some point you must have had an idea for a poem that you never got round to writing down.
All you have to do to release the blockage is write down that poem that you forgot about and the block will vanish and poems will flow again!
~cutegoth13
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Well, at least the sparatic ideas that you've gotten down are good even if they don't all string together.
<3
Everything will come soon. I hope.
o.o
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roses are red
violets are blue
Some poems rhyme
this one doesn't?
..Does Writer's Block swallow, too?
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You did what to who for how many animal crackers?
and art block blows and sucks as well. been in that for like.. months now. grr.
Anyway, thank you very much for the advice. I know what poem is blocking me up inside, too.
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It grieves me that this is not a dirigible,
that the sea stows us as a song in the belly of a maestro...
Oliver de la Paz
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It grieves me that this is not a dirigible,
that the sea stows us as a song in the belly of a maestro...
Oliver de la Paz
I suppose it does, considering how much time it consumes.
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It grieves me that this is not a dirigible,
that the sea stows us as a song in the belly of a maestro...
Oliver de la Paz
At least your photography is still awesome! That one picture of you...gah. It just makes me wish I could take pictures as well as you can. <333
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It grieves me that this is not a dirigible,
that the sea stows us as a song in the belly of a maestro...
Oliver de la Paz
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