'07 A Write to Whine


As if I knew how

I have lost my touch

Do not have the Love to write anymore

I can not rhyme worth a whatsoever

I figured I'd bring myself down

joining the rest of the bunch

It's not the same as before of course

really don't want to start over

If I painted a picture of my work, it'd look like a clown

To say, there never really was much

To write, didn't take long for my hands to become sore

To read, just stop now, doesn't get any better

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