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To be...To become...
Why won’t you write me…
Lay me down on paper…
Like your time on a string…?
Don’t speak of me…
Just, lay me down…
Not for glory, or money…
But just to help me be…
Let me be your song…
Your poem…
Let me be your love…
Your work of art…
Write me down!!!
Let every word be your sword…
Every verse your dagger…
Stab that paper with your tears…
With the silence of your fears…
No one w...
Friday 4th May 2018 1:13 am
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