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My own muse The words drain from my mouth Can’t describe you Can’t ever encapsulate you My own muse My words drip to the floor Can’t satiate you Can’t seem to overcome My own muse The words flowing to the cracks Can’t slip you Can’t ever break through the floor My own muse My words drying up Can’t win you Can’t ever seem to wash the mold
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Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 11:25 PM UTC
Muse
My own muse The words drain from my mouth Can’t describe you Can’t ever encapsulate you My own muse My words drip to the floor Can’t satiate you Can’t seem to overcome My own muse The words flowing to the cracks Can’t slip you Can’t ever break through the floor My own muse My words drying up Can’t win you Can’t ever seem to wash the mold
I love you so much but I don’t think you feel the same
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23/M/Nunya
Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 11:25 PM UTC
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