Draft 1 | Draft 2 |
I’ve been here before With month-end knocking on the door I’d say writing becoming a chore But then that would make me a bore 17,579 words written and done With twenty-three days all but done The month has become long Maybe it’s just writers block that’s the bore With just eight days to go Slow I must, must not go Pushing myself to write some more Before the month is no more | I've been here before With month-end knocking on the door I'd say writing's become a chore But then that would make me a bore 17,579 words written and done With twenty-three days all but gone The month has become long Maybe it’s just writer's block that's the bore With just eight days to go Slow I must, must not go Pushing myself to write some more Before the month is no more |
Draft 3 | Draft 4 - Final Draft |
I've been here before With month-end knocking on the door I'd say writing's become a chore But then that would make me a bore 17,579 words written and done With twenty-three days all but gone The month has become long Maybe it’s just writer's block that's the bore I find myself staring at the screen Searching for ideas, a spark unseen Hoping for a moment of clarity To guide me through this writing spree With just eight days to go Slow I must, must not go Pushing myself to write some more Before the month is no more | I've been here before With month-end knocking on the door I'd say writing's become a chore But then that would make me a bore 17,579 words written and done With twenty-three days all but gone The month has become long Maybe it’s just writer's block that's the bore With just eight days to go Slow I must, must not go Pushing myself to write some more Before the month is no more I find myself staring at the screen Searching for ideas, to spark the unseen Hoping for a moment of clarity To drive me through this writing spree |
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