Tuesday, November 22, 2022

23/11/2022

I love to write stories and poetry,
as mediocre and silly and stupid they may be.

I write as if there is no tomorrow
to tell the world of my joys and sorrow.
I live my life through my words
with them my spirit undeterred.

I sing to the world my thoughts and fears-
tell them all there is to know.
In hopes that maybe one of them all
shall listen to me, and heed my call.

Perhaps a day shall come in the future,
when i shan't be able to write no more.
But even then, my tale will live on and on,
through the words with blood and tears i wrote.
Fin~

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