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by Lenny Oct 25, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Child of the mind You speak for the dead What have turned pages Done to this head? One author One book Thats where it starts But when does it end? -my obsession Those arts The combination of history Religion, fiction You captured my mind In love with addiction For Ender I wept, -Bean, all the rest With your minds generation I bought the best And now I cant stop I need to keep going Please dont stop writing The joys in unknowing Your books are my life Without them Im dirt And when one ends I cry, I hurt, So you see, I need them, Life cant go on Because when you stop writing My lover is gone. . .