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Posted by MFish

Stay with me, now,
sweet lady, mine,
it's you I long for,
your voice is divine.

I sit on my bed,
the room is cold.
I write these words,
which never gets old.

Each word, I write,
each breath, I take,
moving to the breach
of a life, I forsake.

I will think often,
of these words I compose.
The more I understand,
your life, as a Rose.

Quit looking for content,
trying to understand me.
I am who I am.
It's who I must be.

Will you still love me,
when the brains in my head
have turned to mush,
still alive but not dead?

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