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My Muse


Will you be by my side until the end? My mind is trapped inside a hidden box If you were here to make me apprehend The crosswalks in my life are a paradox You make the pain seem just like a small joke This place, where I redeem myself today Will bring some joy to me that I provoke But you noticed that I was colored gray My fate now sealed to a person like you Guarded securely in your hands, I give You my love, this is something so taboo My heart desires to tell me to forgive We may be free to mend and seek divorce Or stay and speak until the end of course
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