Blank Paper Days
I’ve been staring at the curser
It’s another blank-paper kind of day
Not so good when you’re meant to be a writer
But I can’t find the words I want to say
That’s a lie
I know the story
I want to tell you
But it could hurt.
You. Me. Everybody.
So I won’t.
I’ll swallow it.
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