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The Spark is Lost
There are unsatisfying words on the page,
So I hit backspace, type characters,
Backspace, type again,
Click-clacking aimlessly on the page.
I’ve run out of ink, but I’m not using a pen.
I’ve run out of space, but the page is still blank.
I’ve lost the glow, colors are fading away.
The rainbows and sparkles–my creativity–get drained from my brain;
They ooze through my ears and burn crater-sized holes through the tables.
My motivation, it’s gone,
Stolen from my hands when I wasn’t looking,
A silent swoop and talons reached right for it, grasping on tight to never let go,
Even when I tried fighting back, left covered in beaded bloody cuts and tears of anguish.
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