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The Muse

A creature that drives inspiration and passion in the soul of an artist.... Why is she charmed? She has become enthralled with her subject. The artist has rendered her to her knees.
5 years ago. November 12, 2018 at 3:29 PM

**The following poem may contain some old tears and snot bubbles... The words do not reflect my current jolly mood**

 

I cannot cry

The tears won't come

I can't feel pain

Feel joy

Feel love

I'm dead inside

The smile,it lies

All the times

I'm cold

I'm numb

You tell me words

They're from your heart

It makes me sad

Your touch

Your tears

Like a stone

I feel it now

That hollow hell

The guilt

That stare

I want to feel

But passion ebbs

That drink consumes

My tears

My care

Within that cup

I've been replaced

My heavy heart

Your choice

Your face

It burns my eyes

They're almost there

My longed for tears

Despite

Despair

SweetSirRendering​(sub female) - Thank you for sharing and feeling so happy you’re snot bubbles have been exchanged for the happy kind! 🐙❤️
5 years ago
SweetSirRendering​(sub female) - *your
5 years ago

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