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My mind
Comes to a blank
So the page
Stays white
There are no words
Or silly little rhymes
Because the demon has come
Wasting my time
No matter how hard I try
To think of the words
My mouth stays dry
I sing some songs
Forgetting the time
And yet it stays
Committing this crime
My brain aches
My wrists are sore
Writers block
Please walk out the door
Leave me alone
I don’t want you here
I bet you never bugged
Shakespeare
You’re an annoying little bug
That won’t go away
I tried to be nice
But what else is there to say
No more mister nice guy
I’m going to hurt you down deep
You’re an old chewed pen
That I don’t want to keep
You’re like a little sister
Your presence isn’t my choice
Mom and Dad
Just had to rejoice
Okay, now
I’m really getting mad
I don’t care
If my words make you sad
Go ahead
Get up and leave
I didn’t chose you
As my worst pet peeve
These things happen
People come and go
Goodbye Writers Block
You were an odd fellow
I just wanted to write a poem
Just a line or two
But now that you’re gone
I really miss you
Please, Writers Block
Don’t be angry
I didn’t mean the things I said
Just come back to me
I may hate you
And want you to leave
But Writers Blocker, you’re mine
You just need to believe
I may get angry a lot
And we argue
But in the end
I’ll always love you