All I can think about it love, heartbroken at that!
Or it has to be life, full of sorrow and wrath.
I ask myself', "Have I run out of thoughts?"
Or is it that I am not wearing my thinking hat.
Whatever the reason, whatever the season
I have to move away from treason
All that matters is matter of the song
Those words have to be right, not wrong
Let me hope this comes out well
Let me hope this one can sell
Serious thought I am putting into it
Love, treason, worries can't dwell ...
1 comment:
In old days, when writers did not know what to write, they called it "Writers Block". But now days writers Blog :-)
Keep it up
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