Posted by Hiddenhurt on November 11, 2016, at 18:26:18
I weave my words in private,
In darkness in my den.
You--you called them beautiful
And let the daylight in.Yours is the greater talent.
Do not think I lie.
Listen--I will prove it.
Let us magnify,So I am every poet, and you
Read all my poems through;
Then I wrote every poem, but
I wrote them all for you.
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