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My muse

Contributed by jace on Thursday, 13th January 2005 @ 01:07:22 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



Hold me dear please
My life is fragile like a down feather in the chilly fall day breeze
Don't say you will not endear this bleeding heart
Although I know its true
Don't say it let me wonder and paranoia start
Let sorrow and depression come in on cue

I watch the fog roll
Over this beauteous fall day
The rain starts to take its toll
My mind starts to fray
Assorted color leaves litter the ground
There is no way out I simply will lose
This engulfing love I wish i never found
Pain included in the package of loving my muse

Rain pours over me as i recall all you said
Innocent words of warmth and care
Inspiration begins to fill my head
I think of when you would toy with your hair
While, superlatively, seperatley, sedativley, endearingly
You told me I would succeed
With these words my poetry you did feed
Now that these words are scripted and i have overcome my fear
I begin to think maybe I wasted a year

To end up the same
The ever lame
Lack of fortune and fame
Life of regret.
But at least I'll have my poetry to remind me and this scar to
Leave a lesson
I just wished earlier this I could see instead of this lame confession




Copyright © jace ... [ 2005-01-13 13:07:22]
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Re: My muse (User Rating: 1 )
by autumngreeneyes on Thursday, 13th January 2005 @ 02:00:32 PM AEST
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This was much better than the last work of yours I read!! and I really liked this one bit:
My life is fragile like a down feather in the chilly fall day breeze
I could picture that..great...


Re: My muse (User Rating: 1 )
by prozac_memory on Thursday, 13th January 2005 @ 03:56:51 PM AEST
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i really like your poems. keep up the good writing.
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