I sat down with a direction in mind
From within the flow was to prance forward
With positive judgement nipping from behind
Laborious the task seemed as I drew my first blank
Curled fingers gnawed at my core
Scratching the deadened mind inside
Creativity was my foe
Wrestle did we over words and phrases
Each taking a turn leading the way
Him with sombre emotions
Me with lively description
Till the minutes passed
And I left you with this
To use as you may.
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