I have written thousands of poems,
30,000 thousand words and counting.
A quilt of memories both mine and yours,
  quatrains and couplets amongst swaying palm trees.
I wrote about anger, I wrote about hate,
  I wrote about death, I wrote about love,
      I wrote about lust, I wrote about you.
I drew maps in the stars,
  and my words became waves of emotion plunging
    me ever deeper into insanity.
But the words yet left unwritten,
    can not be created or describe,
      each day l̶i̶v̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶w̶i̶t̶h̶o̶u̶t̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶
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