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There is nothing worse than this Staring at you quiet and impassive What is it that I do miss? Why is this page so aggressive? Glaring white blinds the eyes Like snow fields after a storm Daring to me words to devise But the words refuse to form Why can’t I now express without The raging storm that’s locked within Why can’t my words scream and shout Why won’t my head cease to spin? The emptiness there mocks me still My mind is even more daunted This blank page I will never fill And my mind be ever haunted What must I do to free my mind? This to destroy this cage and lock Where will the inspiration I find To solve this terrible writers block