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You are my muse

To those people who have hurt me
To those people who have lied to me
To those people who have shunned me away.
This is for you.

You put a knife through me.
You are my muse
You make me want you, then hate you
You are my muse.
Each time I please you, I get a foot up my ass.
You are my muse.

Each time I cry, I see you smile.
Each time I want you, you don’t want me
Each time I say hi to you, you just shun me.

I put so much hope into you
I get so excited over you
And all I get is hurt from you.

Don’t you see I want something from you?
Don’t you see I want more than sex from you?
Don’t you see I want love from you?
Don’t you see I want happiness from you?

But forget this, you are useless
You are hopeless
And now…
You are no more to me.

My heart can’t stand it
My mind can’t take it
My soul can’t shake it
My life can’t break it.

You are the bastards that ruined my life as is
So I will forget about you forever more.
So goodbye to you all.
And you can all forget about me.
Because I’ve began to forget about you.

So now…

I put two knifes in you
You are my muse
I make you want me, then hate me
You are my muse
Each time you please me, I put a foot up your ass
You are my muse.

You are my muse
To never be like you.

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Just read... if you've ever felt like this, please.. please... feel free to post.
Written May 5th, 2005

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