Evil Writer's Block
there's a pen in my hand
a blank page in front of me
I don't understand
what happened to my creativity
oh, evil writer's block
when will you subside?
I need to unlock
the magic I have inside
I know it's in there
my pen knows it too
I'll find it somewhere
evil writer's block, I'll destroy you!
Copyright © Christy Stover | Year Posted 2016
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