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My Muse
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Blink1828
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This poem is about many poets everywhere. I don't know if you know this, but many of the best poets had 'issues'. I hope you like this.
My Muse
My muse is the dark, the gloomy the sad.
My muse is anger, my being mad.
My muse is as I, dark as the night,
My muse is as I, over looked by the light.
I'll write out my feelings, only to tear them to pieces
Then my muse will appear, my anger then ceases
My muse is the dark, the gloomy the sad.
My muse is anger, my being mad.
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