This Is My Art

I am a writer 
My soul bleeds the color of ink
Join me by this fire
Our hearts will be linked

I will weave stories to entrance you
To bring you joy
or break your heart
I am a writer and this is my art

Lost creations left unknown
And whispers of the past
Selfless providers to selfish desires
And questions still left unasked

Once I have you in my grasp
You will not escape
A web of tales and fantasy
Will quickly seal your fate

I am a writer
Encouraged by the echoes of my heart
I will captured yours with time
This is my art

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This Is My Art, is an ode to writers and the worlds we create with our words. It's an appreciation for the art of writing as well as a proud declaration of something I take great joy in.