Oh no! How to start?!
What will my subject be?!
Does it need thinking on my part,
or just inspiration flowing free?!

With my head in my hands I sit
My blank eyes glare at the paper
"Why do my words never fit?!",
seems to be my auto-prayer

The time has come
I will swallow my pride
I will finally succumb
And turn to thee, the ever denied

"May I see with my soul
and write with my heart
May You close my dog's asshole
and liberate me from it's fart"
posted by:
♀BorkBork
Netherlands

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