Watermarks
So blocked you are, again a fool, personifying down ... a graduate of nothing school, the makeup sans the clown. So write what down inside you lives, though hard it is to do. Write verses your behind you gives, a little past of you. If share you do your broken dreams, a healing you will know. Much better pain not hidden seems, be not afraid to show. Release emotions from your head, like pistons from a steam. Escape they will if held instead, like poets from a scream. Write backwards if it calms the rage, face gallantry with fears. The watermarks upon this page, they be the poet's tears. ~ Dean Neighbors ~ . | This is what happens to me when I am having trouble coming up with things to write about … I get all crazy and turn out stuff like this.
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