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    dots Submission Name: E-M-P-T-Ydots

    Author: Mithrandir
    ASL Info:    28/m/N.Y.
    Elite Ratio:    4.62 - 452/681/113
    Words: 156
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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       My attempt at pretending I still know how to write

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    This brain has sat
    idle for far to long
    fingers crack
    and ache
    with each keystroke

    I've marked the years
    since you faded


    Words to often hollow
    shall have meaning again
    with luck depth will be found
    maybe even one day
    I'll awake to find
    I have become a man

    My darling Muse
    your hearth is the one
    of which Ive dreamed

    So we start again
    begging for truths
    we've never known
    we start again

    This heart has been
    numb for far to long
    it strains with each beat
    and remembers to feel
    at the thought of you

    I've marked the years
    since you faded


    So I'll start again
    my darling Muse
    begging for you
    who I've never known
    I'll start again

    Submitted on 2010-12-16 17:39:48     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      The muse is:
    * a twitching synaptic shift
    * how poets feign madness
    * someone to blame for poor writing
    * an excellent reason for sensory gluttony
    * a mood swing as subtle as a wrecking ball
    * none of the above
    * some of the above
    * all of the above
    * irrelevant
    | Posted on 2010-12-16 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ]
      I've read so many poems about muses . How they inspire , how we miss them when there gone . They raise us to new heights , and make the words flow . I don't get it . When I write my inspiration comes from within . I write about things that matter to me , and out come the words . Is your muse an outside force ? Do you have to wait for it to come , or can you cause this . Do you consider it to be more literate than you , or does it simply set your literacy free . I realize these questions have little to do with your piece , but I'm truly curious . Perhaps you could explain this phenomenon to me , or at least give me some insight .

    | Posted on 2010-12-16 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]

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