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Until I’m Old

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My mind is filled with static
No words will come
No thoughts will surface
All I hear is a hum, hum, hum
Inspiration is far away
I beg, I plead, I pray, pray, pray
I’ve got worlds to write,
Characters to create
This empty mind is robbing me
I sit here and wait, wait, wait

For the tumbleweeds to pass
For the fog to lift
For imagination to return
My thoughts continue to drift, drift, drift
I’ve got places to go, if only in my mind
I’ve got scenes to landscape
I’ve got secrets to find, find, find
Some say writers block does not exist
I say, it does
It kidnaps thoughts. It steals ideas. It erases plans
But, I’m a fighter, a believer, a slayer of beasts
My words will resurface, my stories will be told
I will rescue my thoughts, I will continue to write
Until I’m old, old, old

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