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Me
I once made my poetry enjoyable,
but these days it reads like clichés,
I once made recipes come to life,
but these days I dine out on my past,
I once made you cry at the beauty of my work,
but these days the lines only make you laugh,
I once made up lies,
but these days I lie on my back,
I once made nouns a joy to behold,
but these days I perform acts of infamous renown,
I once made a living out of royalties,
but these days I’m afraid I’m broke,
I once made my way to the North Pole,
but these days I don’t believe in Santa,
I once made the New York Times bestsellers list,
but these days I’m out of print,
I once made images of sandcastles appear real,
but these days there is no sand,
I once made a habit of avoiding big mistakes,
but these days I can only dream of being perfect,
I once made a list of my favourite Oscar Wilde quotes,
but these days I resist the temptation,
I once made alcohol my constant companion,
but these days I can only afford to drink free water,
I once made writing my life’s passion,
but these days I have no hands,
I once made time for people,
but these days I’m a recluse,
I once made funny faces,
but these days I don’t smile,
I once made love to you,
but these days we sleep in separate beds,
I once made up characters with a lot of warmth,
but these days they’re all bastards,
I once made you the centre of my universe,
but these days I only think about myself,
I once made appearances at writers’ festivals,
but these days it's all about blogs,
I once made it a daily ritual to look in the mirror,
but these days the mirror doesn’t want to know.
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