Paperback lover

by Lenny   Oct 25, 2007


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. . .

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