Why Do I write?
I write for you
I write for me
most certainly we
To satisfy your wants
To accompany my needs
whatever is demanded at the scene
Does it help?
Sometimes I want to whelp
But I must say
It makes a productive day
Have a seat
Come grab a chair
I am not going anywhere
It makes my day
It elongates my nights
no respect for time when I have to write
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Blind Heart , Voiceless Soul
...So many swirling emotion,
..trapped deep within my heart and soul,
.Forgotten. yet remembered by all as their many colors reach though my eyes, to yours.....
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