
Drained dry, Pulled forth, I can’t give anymore, They’ve taken, And taken, And there’s, Nothing left, I can’t give anymore
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry/Angst - Words: 200 - Published: 06-05-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2371907
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75,000 Words:
Drained dry
Pulled forth
I can't give anymore
They've taken
And taken
And there's
Nothing left
I can't give anymore
There's nothing
Here in
My pen
There's nothing
I can't give anymore
75,000 words
Such a
Horrific quest
All in
The name
Of challenge
But I can't give anymore
Not today
At least,
And tomorrow,
Tomorrow looks
Foggy at
Best though
I can't give anymore
I can't
Not that
I won't
But that
I can't
I simply
Cannot do
This my
Words have
Been taken,
Used, abused,
And molested
And personally
I feel
As though
Someone should
Shoot me
For running
Off my
Mouth like
That, duh,
I can't
Do this
I can't give anymore
Not tonight
I can't
Plan I
Can't think
I can't
Spell I
Can't write
75,000 fucking
Words in
This damned
Lifetime, so
I say
Fuck it,
Dammit anyway
I can't give anymore
But take
Care tomorrow,
For I'm
Taking 75,000
Fucking words
By storm
75,000 words
You look
So puny,
And holy
Shit I
Am scared of you.
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