Sometimes writing does not come easy.
It falters breathless and leaves me hanging,
Sometimes my writing is a drop in the bucket.
An undecipherable code of literary devices,
Sometimes my writing comes out as labored pants.
Worked up, sweaty and not up to scratch,
Sometimes my writing leaves the page heavy.
A sacred panoply of words,
Sometimes writing never express what emotion bellows.
It is just an image painted,
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