Written in the Wondering State

Reads 195
Votes 17
Parts 33

Reads 195
Votes 17
Parts 33

"If we exist only to someday cease,
    Who are we here to please?
    These drops of life we continue to seize;
    Do they make us thieves?"
    
    If poetry is constantly spilling out of me like ink upon the parchment of an aspiring writer, then why not write it all down?All Rights Reserved

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"If we exist only to someday cease,
    Who are we here to please?
    These drops of life we continue to seize;
    Do they make us thieves?"
    
    If poetry is constantly spilling out of me like ink upon the parchment of an aspiring writer, then why not write it all down?

33 parts