I will write until not a single word
remains in my soul.
Until every story in my heart has been told.
Until my mind’s well of ideas is bone dry.
And even then I will write on,
because writing is not just something I do,
but part of who I am.
by Anonymous
***
Oh, but if that were only true.
My mind is often bone dry.
and my soul,
my soul never shuts the fuck up.
But I feel alright tonight.
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