Understanding words.

Poetry 1 Minute

I write this now,

What better way to let you know,

Than the bleeding words

And empty spaces in between.

The white page grimly crimson now.

What better way to let you know,

I have found life,

Deeper down in the mind,

When all else seem fading.

There is one, I suppose.

A fire that always burns.

I believe it was my words,

Who kept the fire going,

The words that hold my life in it.

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An aspiring essentialist, a fantasy geek and a word hunter, on a new path.

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