The words wont come

They sit locked in place

Struggling to be heard

No greater waste

 

Frustration builds

The longer you wait

Inspiration denied

At the hands of fate

 

A song a rhythm

Some kind of flow

All is lacking

No idea starts to grow

 

Thoughts crash and collide

Desperate to be freed

From the prison of your mind

Where they are but seeds

 

Shapeless and deformed

A life missing spark

Block to be demolished

Returning the beat to a heart

 

 

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