- Fall in love with a writer, they say, and your love will be immortal,
It's an everlasting way of keeping the spark alive, a gateway to infinity - a square, wooden portal,
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It takes thought and time to combine and rhyme,
Especially when words can be so damn hard to find,
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When I'm with you, I'm chronically speechless, lost for every word you could find in a book,
You robbed me of them, ate them with your lips - my verbal gifts you took,
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So I write my words when I cannot speak them, when they become too difficult to share,
I put them down in cheesy poems, dirty stories, books - who cares?
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I write and write my bleeding thoughts down, until my fingers relieve me,
And then I sit back, look, and wait until you read me.
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YOU ARE READING
Beyond The Needle
Poetry"Explosions are my specialty, I can and will be your doom, Now get down on your knees, baby, I'll make your world go boom." • • • Unconventional poems of a conformed man. I voice all my inner chaotic turmoils in rhyming words so they sound less path...