writer's block.A Poem by Elenastaring at a page for hours.nothing is pure, and nothing is safe, from the monster of self consciousness and the bitterness of self hate. no word is right, no sentences fits; nothing is in the proper structure, and your grammar is s**t. it's too raw, or it's too contrived, nothing is good enough for their eyes. no topic is fresh, and your style is stale; this has as much charm as teenage chain mail. it's too long, or it's too short, but regardless, it's time to abort. © 2011 ElenaFeatured Review
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9 Reviews Added on April 17, 2011 Last Updated on April 23, 2011 AuthorElenaToronto, CanadaAboutInspiration feels like a flash of insight; tunnel vision focused on the light in your eyes. more..Writing
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