I die everyday
Through my poetry
My words spill onto the screen
Like blood from my own veins
And they keep flowing until my veins run dry
And this body flops onto the desk
But with the last word said
This dead body awakes
To carry on another day
Dream
Close yout eyes Drift away To the land where dreams are made Close your eyes Rest your head Upon the pillow upon your bed As you dream The s...
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Have an idea Have a plan The wheels in your mind turning and churning Work with your idea Turn it into something fantastic
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