My Write


Take me out to play

Take me out to write

Do not delay

I am in the lime light

My words dripped down

In my genes it does rain

I am a writer in this town

Words I have slain

Writers block I had for so long

No more words could I recall

Suddenly it came flooding back

Nothing left to do but write and dream all

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