Sleepless, high on caffeine as it writes
Hours, Days, Even months may have passed
An old scented candle, with a snap it lights
And the scent of papers burning in the room amassed

Though written text may be gone forever
A memory of its essence still fresh in the mind
Time put into it will be gone never
But seek it and ye shall find

Live on, He told it
Live on for more than eternity
Settle never even if opinions are split
This is your unwritten destiny