He draws from the muses- Bitten by the bug- He hurls abuses- Poet writes with blood- From the fingertips- He transforms the world- By carving its body- Into pure soul lyrics- The poet reflects- A perfect image- Even from shattered glass- Because when he writes- He gets lost in all its pieces- There’s no excuses- When the poet’s blood- Is written- See, there's always truth- Inside his fiction-Birth sign: Libra
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