Refusing forgetfulness

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a poem for the times as a writer it feels like you have nothing left to write and I hope enjoy it.

Submitted: August 24, 2012

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Submitted: August 24, 2012



And so on an afternoon, When I am all spent, From a lack of insight, And a constant thought, Which produces no thought, I say it is finished.

My only true claim, To be different, My only true claim, To possessing a gift, A higher calling, Deserts me, Leaving me high and dry.

But not dry enough, For my eyes seem clouded, But I shall not be defeated, I shall not surrender, I refuse to forget, The joy that writing brings, I refuse forgetfulness.

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