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Mar 2014
Oh, how writers block *****,
how it just weighs you down
in the ocean that is poetry
and it is the weights around my ankles
sinking me deeper
and deeper
into the bottomless pit
that is my mind.
can't take much more
of knowing and
not knowing
what to write
BaileyBuckels
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BaileyBuckels  in my house on a streat
(in my house on a streat)   
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   --- and purple orchid
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