Though Nothing Lasts Poem by Patti Masterman

Though Nothing Lasts



It's true I always use
The exact wrong word
My usages and syntax
Might border on absurd.

But all my heart is in it
There make no mistake
I only pen the real stuff
And none of it is fake.

I'd rather be alive
And writing all my days
Than to be coldly dead
With nothing left to say.

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