Fingers freezing,
as I held my pen.
Ink spilled all over
my bone colored papers,
why am I shivering,
knocking things all over?
why are my tears
spilled down the pages
nonstop?
The papers laughed loudly,
taunting me saying-
"You lost your ability
to write"!
I feel so full
yet so blank...
Big fat tears clouding
my vision,
my chest so heavy,
pain unimaginable,
Maybe
I have lost it all!
and I mourned over...


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