my dear
had i cross the border
telling more than necessary
and allowing beans to spill
How would I know
my dear
didn't I tell you
about writing as adventure
fingers touching higlighter
to paint picture clearer
my dear
have you forgotten
the title you had given
"seni", the way you understand
and you never elaborate to get me comprehend.
oh, your golden friend got the flair
writing without flaw
while me writing it raw
writing with colour
and highlighter
never an eraser!
___ Dienn ___
i don't write to live.
i write to stay alive.
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