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None could work out so
Ever lasting and smoothly
And do you know why I keep trying?
Because this is the last thing
that I have to rely on
Pencil's snapped
Creativity's tapped
And slowly,
it seems as if what I write
falls in clusters
Tumbling from paper to pen
to floor to fiber
And when all's said and done
And I've given up on
my last desperation measure
What'll be left to dream about?
Unfortunately
... You know?
I can't even answer myself
Not on that one
Not even with a lie
Can't even change the subject
