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So Says The Muse
Shy and sheltered
A victim of life
Afraid to express even
The simplest of emotion
A voice simply muffled
Beneath insecurities blanket
Dying to get out
Yet comfortable in its shelter
Accepting of what came
Be it good or bad
Never giving birth to opinions
Cozy complacency
Balancing the hurt
Like a waitress swaying
Praying glasses on the tray
Simply dont overturn
Pressure back building
Emotions screaming in the end
Words dancing round-a-bout
A verbal dervish
Seeking a swift release
Eager to bleed it out
"Free it within the inks"
So says the muse
~THE FLOWING PEN~
© 4-7-2009
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So Says The Muse
So Says The Muse