Nora adragna

Why I Can'T Write. - Poem by Nora adragna

An empty blank page. No inspiration, my thoughts vanquished, empty, no determination. Pondering my mind, the keyhole to insanity. Coming up with nothing to venture into. Set, set your time. We waste it with nothingness. My typewriter broke, thank goodness for me being remote.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 8, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, March 4, 2012

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