My Muse

Oh how quickly you became my muse.

Oh how much my mind fears what I may ever lose.

To see you depart my life would be pain that leaves a bruise.

Oh how quickly you became my muse.

Oh how I wasted so many chances with every single excuse.

To know what I know now makes me think all I did was commit self-abuse.

Oh how quickly you became my muse.

Oh to speak the truth or let it hide, what to choose?

To contain all of it or let it break loose.

Oh how quickly you became my muse.

Oh how my creativity has sailed with ease like it was some vacation cruise.

To know you were there for months and only now we speak seems like a ruse.

Oh how quickly you became my muse.

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