Faery Tinsel

My MuseLocked away inside my mind, She slips through the cracks and yet she is there Negligence forgiven,My Muse
Differences placed aside we drink tea behind my eyelids
Shared laughs, shared pain, conclusions reached, lines drawn, finger paintings on my chest, in my chest, a sleeve perhaps, once in awhile
She kisses my forehead as she leaves Back to the cracks When my heart outgrows my chest she will return Her hotel room will sit empty and for a moment she will be home Behind my eyelids My Muse
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"Art is not what you see but what you make others see." Edgar Degas, French artist (1834-1917)
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The cure for boredom is curiousity. There is no cure for curiosity.
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Love don't live here anymore.
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-Endarius
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すべてをありがとうございます。 ~
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-Endarius
Be always welcome
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-Endarius
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-Endarius
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