A writers passion.A Poem by Tor
Constant notes, flowing memoirs, neverending writing.
It is my way, my souls display, of revealing whats inside me. I have a thought, I jot it down, I write what's in my heart. My dreams of play, motions of day, the dark that tears apart. It all goes down from pen to ground, at every given moment. It is my life, It is my wife. A writer till death doth find me. And even then my words live on, My spirit never ceasing. You'll find me here, My voice is clear, In the scribtures of Tor University. © 2014 TorReviews
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