Defiant me

The million lines I write
do quite not utter my words
and the thousand listening ears
do all but learn my thoughts

The million hearts I chased
were all without love to give
for the thousand dreams that died
were mine and mine alone

The faces million I crossed
won't remember me at all
cause the thousand lives I shared
did not count for a lot

I stare, I know
I see you now
Oh life, as you ought to be
but never do think
I'll give you up
or on the defiant me

The best part about life is that it doesn't seem to have a last. Neither words or dreams.

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