- 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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