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Being a musician, is it ironic that I cast away my Muse? Ah, yes. It is painfully clear. How can something so sweet and stunningly beautiful have the power to inspire and destroy? Did I throw away a piece of myself or lose a piece acquired?
Good for life. Great for mind. Well being.
Innebriate me with thoughts of times lost. You've done your job fine. I can only hope mine was done well unto you.
So this is what it feels like.
The necklace I gave you was returned. It's the rope to my gallows.
Look at me now...I've been muted. I speak only through my fingers--through pitches and text...
Good for life. Great for mind. Well being.
Innebriate me with thoughts of times lost. You've done your job fine. I can only hope mine was done well unto you.
So this is what it feels like.
The necklace I gave you was returned. It's the rope to my gallows.
Look at me now...I've been muted. I speak only through my fingers--through pitches and text...