Truly PoeticA Poem by Autumn de RueAn awkward string of words that describes the odd and helpless feeling of trying to jump into writing a poem without proper inspiration.
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Everytime I try to type they always come out wrong A blank document staring at me with a dull screen. Ideas ideas ideas My mind is void of any last drop of inspiration A blank canvas that refuses to be filled. End end end Somehow I force words resembling thoughts An awkward string of words that needs to be put Out of it's misery.
© 2012 Autumn de RueAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAutumn de RueOmaha, NEAboutWell, hello there. I'm Autumn de Rue I'm not one for introductions. Whatever I say comes out awkward and jumbled like Alphabet Soup, so I ought to let my writings speak for me. more..Writing
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