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I can’t come up with words

I can’t figure out the scheme

The names don’t fit

I’ve lost my theme

I want to tell you stories

But I’m afraid I’ve run out of inspiration

Is it not enough time?

Is the environment not right?

My mind’s flooded with thoughts

I just can’t seem to write.

Are my ambitions too high?

But I’m better than that guy

And he’s a fucking millionaire.

Lucky bastard, that’s it.

I’ve used all mine up.

Every last bit.


Filed under: Dilated Pupils, poems, poetry Tagged: inspiration, lost, poetry, writing

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