Wednesday, January 14, 2009

my muse


u r all i know
u r all I crave
u r my soul
soul is all I crave
behave if i could
the world would be at shame
shame what is shame?
i have no shame
u r all I have
forsaken & loved
u r all i have


If he only knew what he means to me, my muse, my torment, my pleasure.

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