A Writer's dilemma
There is so much that
has been said
There is so much that
I haven't yet read
So when I get a thought
I think I'd rather not
I wonder if it is right
Every time I write
For what the mind conceives
In words it is difficult to bind
Words are lovely when said
but lovelier unsaid
Yet I keep writing and
trap my thoughts in words
Like a running log of events
They help me trace my steps
My writings might forever sleep
unread on some book shelf
but to me they always show
different versions of myself
That existed for a while and
then slowly faded away
They are part of me
Yet I am now far away!
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