Poem -

Alien

From the pain and war,
A heart that is poor,
Greed for love and a floor,
Needing a wall to lean on,
Got a pen to squeeze on,
Papers to dream on,
Readers to fall on,
Trusting with peace,
Cleaning the crease,
On spaceships that care,
Will always stare,
Blood running through my pen,
Tears falling on the papers,
Words talking to readers,
Books filled with my life. 

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