Whats Writers Block

Writers block, writers block hanging around
I pick the pen up then I put it back down,
I search my head but not a thing to be found
as if my brain has left me without a sound,
I'll keep on scaning right through my head
for it's the only way my poetry's fed,
But it's as if I'm looking through something thats dead
so I guess I'll pack it up and just go to bed.
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Posted: Jan 2010

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