- published: 11 Jun 2015
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A book is a set of written, printed, illustrated, or blank sheets, made of ink, paper, parchment, or other materials, fastened together to hinge at one side. A single sheet within a book is a leaf, and each side of a leaf is a page. A set of text-filled or illustrated pages produced in electronic format is known as an electronic book, or e-book.
Books may also refer to works of literature, or a main division of such a work. In library and information science, a book is called a monograph, to distinguish it from serial periodicals such as magazines, journals or newspapers. The body of all written works including books is literature. In novels and sometimes other types of books (for example, biographies), a book may be divided into several large sections, also called books (Book 1, Book 2, Book 3, and so on). An avid reader of books is a bibliophile or colloquially, bookworm.
A shop where books are bought and sold is a bookshop or bookstore. Books can also be borrowed from libraries. Google has estimated that as of 2010, approximately 130,000,000 unique titles had been published. In some wealthier nations, printed books are giving way to the usage of electronic or e-books, though sales of e-books declined in the first half of 2015.
Take a look inside this and tell me if there's pages
missing
I know I'll get a long but feel like something else is
missing
I know it isn't me
But I'll still wait and see if there is something
wrong with me
You don't ever call, but I suspect you want to
And everything you said are words I haven't gotten
I know it isn't these
But I'll still wait and see if there is something
wrong with me
I know a place where I can dream out loud
Under these waves of what I kept inside
Add all the pieces of the ways I've forgotten
Minus the times we have fallen apart
Somewhere between me and you is all that you have been
needing
And anything I know are words I'm not repeating
I know it isn't these I'll still wait and see
If there is something wrong with me
You don't ever call, but I suspect you want to
I've heard that it's all right are words you never
gotten
I know it isn't these but I still wait and see
Something wrong with me
I know a place where I can dream out loud
Under these waves of what I kept inside
Add all the pieces of the ways I've forgotten
Minus the times we have fallen
Take a look inside this and tell me if there's pages
missing
I know I'll get a long but feel like something else is
missing
I know it isn't me
But I'll still wait and see if there is something