Converstions with my Self

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So lately I haven't been able to finish any of the material I have written, I seem to be blocked, or ran out of inspiration, don't quite understand how this works, and lord know I have lots of material but I just cant seem to bring my self to write an ending to anything, even now I'm not sure how ill end this post, I'm writing until inspiration stars flowing over me;
alcohol sometimes might be the answer but to what question, shall I resort to external means of inspiration, empty hollow meaningless factors that will heighten my senses, so I can truly see, that inspiration lies with in our hight, trapped behind a door in the back of our minds, which we need a magical key to tap in to;
I don't want to believe this, how ever wine now runs through my veins, and warms my throat and heart, 
I feel the red veil lifting and turn this vain piece of writing in to verses that intertwine with one another, turning reality in to a pink and purple blur, oh how I wish this feeling would be reality and reality became a blur, 
now I edit.....

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  1. AnonymousSaturday, August 04, 2012 4:00:00 AM

    Hello Miss Cabrera, its your fan anon again,you are indeed quite a writer,we all know the feeling of being stuck in a thought, and the tongue twisted by our minds, but you just described it so perfectly, so beautifully.As I read more of what you wrote I realize what a great discovery I have made in your blog.
    I still have a lot to catch up to, I haven't been able to read all your material, but I surely will, hopping to read more from you soon.

    your fan anon.

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  2. Joanna CabreraSaturday, August 11, 2012 12:22:00 AM

    wow!! anon, hello again, I feel very flattered by your assessment of my writings, thank you very much!, i will post more real soon, in the mean time, u can go back to my older posts, perhaps you will find one or two u like..

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