Shadows rest upon this page
Mocking works of others
Stale and empty, a product of age
They sound so smooth and right
Twisting your feelings
Like ropes of pleasure, delight
But I dare not call them mine
I stole their ideas from another
From other authors with skills so fine
An imitation you might say
Striving to learn your craft
This but only one more way.
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 4:46 AM UTC
Shadows rest upon this page
Mocking works of others
Stale and empty, a product of age
They sound so smooth and right
Twisting your feelings
Like ropes of pleasure, delight
But I dare not call them mine
I stole their ideas from another
From other authors with skills so fine
An imitation you might say
Striving to learn your craft
This but only one more way.
Inspired by all the writing I have created in the image and style of others.
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