CreativityA Poem by Symphonic_SunflowersThis is something I wrote when I had writers block.Sitting and waiting, for creativity to hit me. Where the hell is it, the inspiration? The calling of the writing style? I used to have it, an idea all the time. Where is it? My creativity is gone. The creativity is dying like a rose without water. Its blackening and dying, the petals are shrivelling. My petals of creativity are shrivelled. © 2014 Symphonic_SunflowersReviews
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6 Reviews Added on September 16, 2014 Last Updated on September 16, 2014 AuthorSymphonic_SunflowersTownsville , Queensland , AustraliaAboutI am a 20 year old woman who likes to write about the journey towards death we call life! I also like to review music that inspire me and my write ups! Check out my instagram! @symphonic_sunflowers more..Writing
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