I wrote this too hope you like it.. ^^
Its also made impromptu
why write??
must there be a reason?
maybe an inspiration?
for everytime the fingers hold the pen all is lost
reality escapes and sanity betrays the cause
between the lines of love and agony
lies the truth about the lives full of apathy
but what can the writer do??
when the words speak yet is prevented from being heard
where even the most explosive thoughts and emotions are nothing but silence
In the piece of paper everything writen is forever said
and yet the smidgen of immortality is never read!
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