I
am a master
of words
And
in my hands I weave
letters, words
into a tapestry of prose
and poetry
am a master
of words
And
in my hands I weave
letters, words
into a tapestry of prose
and poetry
Gods and goddesses weeps at my perfected craft
Yet
no matter how much I try
to weave and carve
my words and my letters
I
cant seem to write
my way into
your heart
no matter how much I try
to weave and carve
my words and my letters
I
cant seem to write
my way into
your heart
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