10 avril 2010
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Writing is like bleeding,
You give away a little bit of your being,
But the drops that you let escape so painfully,
Will forever mark History,
A red blot,
Like the final dot,
Of a long story that begins,
And ends in tears,
In my mind Inspiration tastes like blood,
Writing is the fluid in my veins, so fresh but not cold,
Just like mint, or a good laugh,
Let thus my Mind be my mouth!
You give away a little bit of your being,
But the drops that you let escape so painfully,
Will forever mark History,
A red blot,
Like the final dot,
Of a long story that begins,
And ends in tears,
In my mind Inspiration tastes like blood,
Writing is the fluid in my veins, so fresh but not cold,
Just like mint, or a good laugh,
Let thus my Mind be my mouth!
(2009)
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