*I give you my answer, whats yours?*
Master poet is what you are
A morbid angel thats so far
Confused by me
I dont know how you cant see
The poems you write I adore
I think about you more and more
Every poem that I read
The sound of your voice makes me releived
To know you are there and care
To me you are more than rare
Praying that I havent gone blind
Shuned by others because of my find
I dont care what they say
This is the only way
To show you Im not like others
And take away all your troubles
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