Can'T Fall For a Writer
Maybe it is the rhyme the he make,
Or the words that he play,
Maybe it was the images that he draw,
Either of those it touch my soul,
The harmony that try to heal wounds,
The words that he play gives hope in the midst of the dark,
The images he have drawn ask me to dream and look forward,
The words,the rhymes,the images,
Those things made me hope for something,
Something I once have,
Something I once lost,
And now I've fallen for who draw fantasies in realities,
Fallen for who made someone hope with the impossible,
Fallen for who weave dreams and tales that isn't possible,
Or maybe not,
Maybe I haven't yet fallen ,
Well I hope I haven't yet fallen,
Because for so many untold and unlisted reasons,
It will be hard,you should not fall for a writer.
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