Saturday, August 08, 2009

Empty

Poetry flowed from me in my dream,
but I'm so dry during the day it seems.
Nothing to say, nothing to write,
Writer's block, a spell that's dry.
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1 comment:

  1. beardysanchez12:05 AM

    Hey there

    Letting go
    not holding on
    tooo tight

    you know the words flow when they chose
    when the consciousness allows our souls through!!

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