Writers block
I run my fingers through my hair
Tap my foot
I can't think
I need inspiration
My brain won't comprehend
I slam my fist on the desk
The throbbing helps little.
Damn writers block.

Writers block
I run my fingers through my hair
Tap my foot
I can't think
I need inspiration
My brain won't comprehend
I slam my fist on the desk
The throbbing helps little.
Damn writers block.
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