How complicated, the art of words is...
I struggle day to day, to come up with new words to say, the same thing said time and time again.
It's my take on someone else's idea, and the words come at me with fervor, I type them out one at a time, only to go back and delete the last line.
Help me oh God of the writing world, to find my way, or a new way to say, the thing on the tip of my brain, scratching the wrinkles, my eyes bleed, no new words come.
I end up with an face ache from all the articles I read on how to be the best writer the world has ever seen.
You glorious being, or whatever you are, hear my cry for I am at a loss for words.
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