Do you ever become your character
when you put it on the page?
Do their words start to be your words?
Their years start reflect in your age?
Do you ever find yourself thinking about
something you've said or done,
that only happened in fiction?
Do you wonder what life has become?
Do you ever fall asleep thinking
about lovers that you've never known?
Children that you've never cared for,
seeds that you never have sown?
Do you ever in your infinite wisdom,
as you spell out a character's fate,
stop to feel yourself starting to shiver
as you fear that your help comes too late?
Do you ever become your character
and forget that it's all just a lie?
If so, when the story has ended,
does it mean that you too will die?
when you put it on the page?
Do their words start to be your words?
Their years start reflect in your age?
Do you ever find yourself thinking about
something you've said or done,
that only happened in fiction?
Do you wonder what life has become?
Do you ever fall asleep thinking
about lovers that you've never known?
Children that you've never cared for,
seeds that you never have sown?
Do you ever in your infinite wisdom,
as you spell out a character's fate,
stop to feel yourself starting to shiver
as you fear that your help comes too late?
Do you ever become your character
and forget that it's all just a lie?
If so, when the story has ended,
does it mean that you too will die?
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