One too many voices, one too many words
One too many feelings, one too many thoughts
Clouded I be, but longing to see
Hopeful for light, yet darkness loves me
An avalanche of clues, but still so lost
Guided by shadows to nothing at all
Empty excitement, showers of dust
I pray for air, but still..no words
Well phrased
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Sometimes, blank and no words to use or write, write sometimes and feel like, its a bad write up, and you read sometimes and ask yourself where they got the brain from, uuuh!
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One of the most annoying things that can happen to a writer. You know what you want to talk about but it’s not coming out
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I’m all too familiar with the writer’s block, so I’m always amazed when a person can effortlessly articulate words beautifully. Nice article.
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Hi favour, I was at ppf teens summer camp out when you launched your book then; I didn’t have the chance to get it then, but this beautiful piece would make me want it even more… kelp it up
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Hi Ilori, I’m really glad you liked it. Thank you so much.
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Simple and sweet baby girl! Love it. It’s like, I see, but I can’t see, Nice one sis
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