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Writing poems with writers block

A large attempt at a crappy rhyme,
My brain surely has turned to slime,
No thoughts, no nothing occupies my head,
My brain surely must be dead.

Grah a new verse,
that line sure is terse,
what is wrong with me you ask,
I clearly am not up to the task.

Oh no dear god not again,
this needs to stop but I don't know when,
Will I post this probably not,
then again I don't know squat.

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I hope this isn't posted already, I just found it in my drafts section.

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  • Sheilasbabygal4life
    September 12

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    Wow! Very well written. This was my favorite part:


    A large attempt at a crappy rhyme,
    My brain surely has turned to slime,
    No thoughts, no nothing occupies my head,
    My brain surely must be dead.


    Keep up the great work!