The Endless Life of Words
I read their words and my heart breaks open
Words of the soul that were never spoken
Creations of the mind that were made to be
Visions of their reality
My soul takes in their endless life
Filled with passion, love and strife
And creates in me a passion to
Write of the things I long to do
Words that capture all emotion
Or grasp the sky and every ocean
That endless passion has made in me
The writer that I long to be
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