There's a moment of time where I cannot think,
There's a moment where the ideas in head my head don't sink;The pen I hold is unable to touch the paper,
I can no longer wonder;My brain at moment, is asleep,
My ideas are hidden to deep,
My eyes stare at the blank page on my desk,
Making me want to do less;Though I try,
The words aren't out to fly,
It's a completely different skill for me now,
It's like I don't know how,
What do I write,
What ideas are wrong and what are right?;At this moment, I cannot think,
The ideas won't sink,
I have writer's block;
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Poems: Life is Life.
PoetryJust little props (poems/songs) I've written to open the eyes. *I don't own any of the media work (art, etc)