We can just live together,
Be each others muse.
Make beauty and art forever,
Creativity on a fuse.
I will dress you up,
You will Dress me down.
Hidden behind the wolf pup,
We will live with out a frown.
Life is about living,
so we should do our best.
No time for dreams of reliving,
Put all worry's to a rest.

Oh whats this?
this is a very familiar read,
have i read this before?
OH, that's right i wrote this.
posted it just last week.
Oh you say it's different? so you admit to reading mine.
oh this is your original idea? all that is different is the same reacuring word. You changed it to a simile.
Why not come up with your own ideas.
inspiration is one thing but plagiary is illegal.
well, good day sir.
you will get nowhere by stealing besides 8 kids and a **** addiction.
or your a female?
a fat one by that.

Woke up shaking and screaming trying to save you from the beast that lured into into a dark room while no one else was aware of anything around them hyped on pills and ***** even you unaware of what was going to happen being invisible and helpless while you throw away your life is something nobody wants to dream I woke up angry that you came back upset because of it afraid it was true and i dont know im unsure and don't want to know if anacondas are as fearful as they say i dont want to know if you did feel the painful bite.

O
OH
OH N
OH NO
OH NO S
OH NO SA
OH NO SAN
OH NO SANT
OH NO SANTA
OH NO SANTA!
He forgot to fill my stalking,
i hope this year he wont forget
i made sure to be extra nice
and put smiles on every sad face
or at least
i tried.
So lets hope i did enough for him to pass my house
and not forget
i tried my best.

I had a muse one,
I WAS a muse to someone
i was used.

Take my hand
i will teach you a little about yourself
im not a teacher
but i will be
take a step,
step out of the normal.
and then you will see
see what im starting too
me playing teacher
will lead us both to grow
learn things we didnt know
we can use someone to help find a light
lead us out of the dark.

feelings of emptiness
feelings of lonely
feelings of falling
and feelings of loosing all grip on reality
slowly consume my everyday
Small talk isn't interesting enough
i consume my everyday
with art and reading
i don't know what is needed
but i feel like a fish slowly loosing it's water
swimming in circles
repeating its self day after day
with nothing else