I have a feeling
This never going to end
the frustration inside me
is going to be my end
The pencil doesn't move
I sit there and I stare.
The wall is 10 feet thick
and I am on the wrong side.
Please save my soul
Don't let it be taken.
I have so many words.
So many unspoken words.
The pencil is poised
The paper is there
This is all I can muster
My imagination feels lost.
















Comments
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if a hobo and a blueberry were to have a baby, would it be called a blubo or a hoberry?!?
lol, mumblemonkey told me that joke!
made by IceCynder
you're an awesome person!
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The norm is a base of reality that can sometimes be boring. But when you step outside that tiny box and open your mind, the world is your stage and the universe is your audience.
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if a hobo and a blueberry were to have a baby, would it be called a blubo or a hoberry?!?
lol, mumblemonkey told me that joke!
made by IceCynder
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The norm is a base of reality that can sometimes be boring. But when you step outside that tiny box and open your mind, the world is your stage and the universe is your audience.
--
if a hobo and a blueberry were to have a baby, would it be called a blubo or a hoberry?!?
lol, mumblemonkey told me that joke!
made by IceCynder
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The norm is a base of reality that can sometimes be boring. But when you step outside that tiny box and open your mind, the world is your stage and the universe is your audience.
--
if a hobo and a blueberry were to have a baby, would it be called a blubo or a hoberry?!?
lol, mumblemonkey told me that joke!
made by IceCynder
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