Where the Muse was
The muse has left my heart and soulLeaving a large hole
The tears I weapt could never be enough
If they were love would not be tough
I am ready to let go
Tired of putting on a good show
These chains surround
Not a single muse is to be found
All I want is to be free
I want to be me
Just stop and freeze
Please
I am ready for this all to end
Not everything is able to defend
Some holes unable to mend
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