The Finer Things In Life
We wake up every day with the realization that we're waiting to die
Life is short, depression is long
I guess that's what makes us writers and poets, to escape the fear others have of the our time we have
We as writers and poets and people of prose see the beauty in tragedy, we have seen love with our own eyes
We have felt it
there is love after death
That's what keeps us going
Because when we die, our writing will live on forever
Our writing can be a whole different world for someone else
It can inspire, and change lives
Writers, poets, people of prose, We will live on forever in the finer things club.
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