the muse appears behind shadows and in your eyes

Dec 02, 2003 01:53

Sometimes the muse comes to me. I can never force her or push her. She comes when it is time. I am very glad she came to me, and that this poem appeared. I like it very much.

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thebrytt March 17 2008, 17:01:49 UTC
apparently you don't use this anymore
get ahold of me
im dying to see whats new with you!

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