I have no life
So I'll write
Poetry all night
Sun was smothered too quick
So I lit a wick on a candlestick
To write poetry all night
Burrow in my soul
Coldest warmth I know
Fumble with words to sow
On a page of decay today
Don't think about love
Nor angels above
Lonely Lenore blew out my light
And wrote my poetry all night
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Author:
Stray Bray Jaramillo (Pseudonym) (
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