April 3, 2014

Day 3

Writer's Block

As I sit here tapping my pen,
words and thoughts escape my mind.
What to say, how to say it,
words, expressions, I fail to find.

My paper sits lonely, unused, blank,
wanting me to use it to express and feel.
The keys are cold, unused and stiff,
I think the hamster fell off the wheel.

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