An Empty Page
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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An Empty Page, which
was posted on Jan 3, 2010 by
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"Completely random, no real like behind story. Just got board."
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