These words, they say
Will be the end of me
I want to write and write
And write again and again
Yet every word I write
Takes the very life I owe
Every second does count,
‘Tis the tief man of my hour
So let me write a little more
Till I breathe my very last
These words, I say to you
Have a soul of their own
I breathe my soulful life
Into each and every word
Creating a whole new being
With every new sentence
Like babies, killing mothers
Every word kills me a little
I die that these words may live
Speaking to every one of you
Even long after I am gone
I want to write, I tell you
A poem without any words
You will sense it and feel it
But you’ll not read it out aloud
I want to write a love letter too
To the one woman I really love
It will be engraved in the stars
She wont read it out aloud either,
But she’ll get my message clearly
With every beat of her pulsing heart
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