Reality- "I have found so much peace in the dark, as I have found a lot of horrors in the light"
Poets never cry-
Poets never cry
Their hearts are never broken
Not without the written word
Preferable to be spoken
Dreamers never sleep
They never close their eyes
Their nights consist of fantasy
And sexy lullabies
Artists never speak
Their creations do it for them
If they had nothing to say
You'd probably ignore them
Writers never read
Unless they can be tempted
Familiar is a danger zone
From which they were exempted
Poets never die
In fact, they live forever
Their words go on though they've been gone
(at least, that's their endeavor)
Poets never lie
It's called poetic license
It doesn't have to make sense
Poets never cry
I bet you met one
For if they cried for you
You will never forget one...
And if they make you cry...
You'll point and say..."I want that one"
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