You
I used to like what you would write
Of how you viewed this love and life
Of great happiness and strife
But now that's ended
All I have is memories
Of your literary treasuries
Of which I feel I'll never see
Never again
I don't know why you don't write
Bringing day into the night
Dissolving shadows by your light
Now empty pages
If I had a single wish
You would write again
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