Writing Worries
There might be a few remaining lines I'm able to write
To share, to be revealed to the world what I'm capable
My mind is at its limit and I can see the night
All of this will end but for that will I be able
I keep on asking myself in these troubling days of mine
Even if I wouldn't admit it my life is not good, I feel not fine
Can the higher powers tell, then please, show me the sign
When that dreadful day comes that I can't write a single line
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