An Empty Page

Completely random, no real like behind story. Just got board.

It is blank

And the little cursor is blinking on the screen,

I could fill this piece of paper with words

But i have none,

So it is blank.

I start to think about that paper

And how longing it is for words,

The words that I can not give

And I feel like I am letting it down,

So I rant.

I go on and on

Trying to fill the piece of paper

And give it some hope,

But I fail.

The paper is still longing

For something I can not give,

And I get mad.

I tried to give it life

But the paper does not want it,

So I delete it.

The End

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