Be-Mused Musings
October 11th, 2008
A freefallen thought caught in the wave length of mind-
Spotted and stripped and clawed at but not yet ready to shine.
What be-mused writings/urges force these words from my pen but the most carnal of heart held desires-
The pleasure derived from self expression.
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Take this from me and I shall wilt and rot from the inside out like the tortured bloom on the unending vine-
Imprisoned in the darkest basement far from her shining sun.
I am not meant to be in a world without art-
Be it paint, prose, music, or thunder.
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Moon night and moon day, say a soft prayer for the weeping-
Though their tears fall unappreciated to those they are given to:
The father with no time for his son-
And the mother who drinks before her daughter.
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Both damning the next generation in one way-
But providing fodder for the be-mused in another.
Even tears must have their uses-
After all.
Very good ^^ There’s alot of deep meaning in it.
Yor not getting depressed are you? XP
Twee, thankies!
And nope, these are my happy writings. :) It just depends on how you look at it.
cool. keep diggin! ;-)
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Rt: :D I shall! …. Ooooo! *goes to look* Thankies!