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Blocked
Random words momentarily meander through my mind
But my hands move slow & there's never enough time
They rush & rip in a rage to reach the page
With a brief moment to breathe they recede to haze
Days to months to years
Will I ever complete this piece?
Will it collect dust, sit in shame, rust & forever seize?
It really doesn't matter
Long as I do as I please.
© OrdinaryGuy
But my hands move slow & there's never enough time
They rush & rip in a rage to reach the page
With a brief moment to breathe they recede to haze
Days to months to years
Will I ever complete this piece?
Will it collect dust, sit in shame, rust & forever seize?
It really doesn't matter
Long as I do as I please.
© OrdinaryGuy
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