WORDS OF THE LIVING
(STEALING WORK)
Love and loss
Writing the cost
The things we feel
Rhymes; we cannot steal
Lines we cannot link
Thoughts we; must not think
My words are mine
Mine; for the perfect poem
The perfect person
Chances are you already know them
That is life's lesson
That everything we do
Has an action
Supplement it with passion
Because it's all up to you
Feel free
Steal my lines
It will give you or me no glee
Speaking of the trees and pines
Because it is not your story
You don't connect with the letters
Trust me, go steal off someone who's better
(PLEASE DON'T STEAL MY WORK 🤗😇)
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