Staring at this blank page,
Begging it to Inspire me.
Just waiting for the words to spill out like water.
Waiting for something important to say
More important than wait i did today.
Usually I just need a blank page,
A Black Pen
A paper with no end.
I quickly run out of space
There no more place for my words.
This is why your pages are so empty.
I always think there will be pently of time to fill your pages up.
But when I sit down to you, I have no such luck.
its my deepest hearts desire to just be inspired
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
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Love it :)
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