Look
If you had
One shot
Or one genius plot bunny
To build everything you imagine
In one moment
Would you write it
Or just let it slip?
Yo
The typewriter's heavy, keys squeak, fingers sweaty
There's food crumbs in the keyboard already, sandwich ready,
She's broken but he's spoken, this dark Reaper, Eddie,
Called to wake, so dull the ache, she feels reality's gritty
Dust, falling through pink cracks of dawn, with a mournful sound,
A muse knows no doubt, but her last words won't come out.
She's dreamin' now, and the dead are screaming loud,
The cracks ring out, the block tumbles, and the end is now!
Time cracks! Split the minute, he's mired too deep in it,
He scythes through infinity, thinks he's divinity
Sighs, she's so cold, but she won't fall that easily, No
It's old habit, she knows the whole world's a fantasy,
Her mouth slacks open, and croaks, he drags her back, then she spoke
Words so cracked that he chokes, they can't lose this last hope,
Or he's back to the void again, a dead living entity,
The sole soul screaming, in cosmic insanity.
He knew to choose her, the muse here, it's tragic,
It's magic, for Henry saves the world you know,
He only has one shot, he cannot, lose the chance to show,
The Lit Crew can kick butt, once upon a lifetime!
He cannot lose her, the muse here, it's tragic,
It's magic, for Henry makes the world you know,
He only has one shot, he cannot, lose the chance to show,
The Reaper can kick butt, once upon a lifetime!
He can't even
The edit monkeys are racing, through this plot hole that they're facing,
The writer's whole world for the taking,
Make him king, as he now wards a, new part of,
A gray world of brain-dead ghosts, for drainin' souls slow is the new order,
She's not where she wanted, the road just gets harder,
The Editor's out, so now it takes so much longer,
Time to go slow, the plot lines are knotted,
Dread just grows, darkness just shows words departed, so long, there's no other,
To pick bones, she soon wished, oh, she'd never started,
But so it goes, she wants to know, what's it got her?
Them kids won't read books no mo, it's all garbage,
They moved on to the next schmo who glows, he grew old and died sparkling,
So the bunnies grow cold and all told, it's no drama, but the keys type on
Derp derp derp derp derp
She knew to choose her, the muse here, it's tragic,
It's magic, for Henry saves the world you know,
She only has one shot, she cannot, lose the chance to show,
The writer can kick butt, once upon a lifetime!
She cannot lose her, the muse here, it's tragic,
It's magic, for our minds make the world you know,
We only has one shot, we cannot, lose the chance to show,
The we nerds can kick butt, once upon a lifetime!
I must say, I'm afraid, wish I had Vader's rage,
Too many mutha'uckas 'uckin' up my shi' this age,
I'm like Luke Skywalker trapped in dark mind's cage,
Got to beat my mind each time, to get one more page.
But I keep trying, I keep fighting, I'm a real writer,
When there's clowns to the left of me and jokers to the right and,
Frustration fights pain, I'm all cramps, so I try to,
Stop when I can't go on with my kind of
Pace, and I can't keep up with my mind and
Voices tell me these words ain't worth what you'd find inside diapers,
And it's no epic, no deus ex machina,
This is my work, and each step is so hard,
And it's getting even harder when I see the finished product it'll be, and
See the monolithic mountain shoot up between me and the end is just taunting
Me and haunting me with failure, and it's too much,
For me to think a lot, but I've still fought,
Can't have a life of boredom, like a writer I've got,
To formulate a plot before the doubt slows me a lot,
To write is my only winning option, the blank page is not,
Death, you're stronger, but this doubt has got to go, I cannot grow old without taking a shot,
Like a flame in a candle I've caught,
Please don't fall apart, 'cause this may be the very destiny that I've sought!
She knew to choose her, the muse here, it's tragic,
It's magic, for writing breaks the world you know,
She only has one shot, she cannot, lose the chance to grow,
The writer can kick butt, once upon a lifetime!
She cannot lose her, the muse here, it's tragic,
It's magic, for our minds make the world you know,
We're destiny's one-shot, we cannot, lose the chance to show,
The we nerds can kick butt, once upon a lifetime!
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