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Short Explination Ever just stare at a blank sheet of paper, knowing you need to writing something but not knowing what? Well this is basically the result of me staring at a blank piece of paper with nothing to write about. So it probably doesn't make much sense... Blank PagesBlank pages... Need to be filled With my insane babbles That no one will even remember But still the need to write grows Even if I don't know what I'm writing anymore Perhaps the words will actually form sentences Perhaps the words will even be mine Maybe they won't I just need to write And see what comes out of it No more words Stop Flow interrupted Is this how everybody writes? Not even thinking Just writing. Ghosts Spirits Mindless scribbles My eyes are tearing now Blink Blink People say Merry Christmas But none of them mean it. And I am the unlucky victim Of my mother's wrath Because I dare to believe differently How did this start? Oh yes... I remember. Blank pages. 12/22/00 |
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