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my pen drips blood
writing
is
my
life & breath
I
live
to write poetry
and
creating is my soul
to take
my skill away
I will weep & die
for I must write poetry
my pen drips blood
if
I should die
will
my
words die
or will they live on
that
is a poets
dream
and one
must dream the dream
Copyright ©
Constance La France
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