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NeroameeAlucard Mar 2017
Ever have a browser open
With many different tabs?
Its a slippery *****
From one tab needed,
To about 20 for no reason
Some only open for a second
Taking up more bandwidth than the
Christmas season
It's like when it slows down, your computer
Is committing the high act of treason
Bleeding onto the overstimulated neurons
That occupy your mind with things so frivolous
And then you see..

The holes in your thoughts and logic creeping and creaking, closer to falling apart
Like listening to someone with a perpetually broken heart
Speak about love purer than the whitest dove
And how they'll never fall apart...

That's what my brain is like
Ive long since given up the fight...
I believe that if everyone in the world talked to each other rather than about each other the world would be a better place.
Yet again one of my weird thoughts
Why can't saying goodbye be as easy as saying hello.
This is just one of my weird thoughts
Your all that I think about
When I close my eyes you're all that I see
Why do I love you so much?
You are the best beans anyone could ever ask for.
so yeah this one goes out to all those beans
I wake up, Beans
I eat breakfast, Beans
I go to school, Beans
I go home, Beans
I eat dinner, Beans
I go to sleep, Beans
What do I dream about?
BEANS
I don't know why I love beans so much
Beans are people too!
They are just like me and you.
so this happened
I don't know where it comes from,
this think called writers block.
It's not like I'm being rushed,
or held against the clock.

A word is a word is a word.
That's what I was taught.
A poem starts with a single word,
and help from a little thought.

They make it sound so easy,
Put together rhythm and sound.
But when i have no topic,
my thoughts just float around!

Around, around, around they float
but never in an order.
A dollar for my thoughts you think?
Or maybe just a quarter?

A quarter could be all their worth,
for nothings in my head.
maybe I'm thinking far too fast?
maybe its all in my head.
with writers block, sometimes the first word that comes to your head is your best fuel for a new piece.
and in this case, the first word was writers block.

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