When inspiration strikes,
As if the floodgates have opened,
Flowing through,
No signs of stopping,
Or slowing down,
Like beauty shining through,
For all the world to see.
But, it dries up,
Like a desert,
With no water in sight,
Not even a drop
When inspiration is nowhere in sight,
When it does not rear its ugly head,
Staying hidden deep below.
This a writers,
Worst nightmare,
Like a monster,
Come alive,
Come to play,
For this is simply put,
Writers block.
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