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Doomed

Doomed

I am doomed.
To never write beautiful words and poetry
To never know how
To never write flowering words 
and towering rhymes 
To sit in isolation with the bloodied thighs and the magnificent lies 
I am doomed 
and pain has never looked so good.

 

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Mia Terra

This describes the feeling I get when I have a writers block

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