Sweat, tears, and frustration
have taken over.
Ideas swim in the brain,
screaming to be notice by
Me.
I do not acknowledge them.
The ink smudges across the plain perfect page,
untouched until
words ar formed by letters,
eveloping the paper
letters that, to the
untrained eye are mere
Scribbles.
Crossing out and putting in,
with late nights and early mornings,
emotions and thoughts are combined
to form the progressive
Masterpiece.
Verse is created and leads
to the finale--the great and completed
Assignment.
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