I get this writer's block; it comes as quite a shock,
And now I'm stuck between a hard place and the biggest rock,
In my own head consume, I sit back in my room,
It's like the tapestries of life get tangled in the loom,
I'm like a butterfly, caught in a hurricane,
My pulse is quickening as my heart plays a new refrain
Friday, July 13, 2007
Witer's Block
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