Late Night Muse

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By ladypink

The muse strikes randomly In the midst of the mundane Usually late at night Unleashing the pain Thoughts fighting for space Rushing for room Struggling to surface Growing in the gloom How to calm the chaos? How to isolate the cause? Everything is blurred There is no time for pause Let me examine each Slowly and with length Let me see each clearly Give me the strength!

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July 20, 2005 18:37abs

i love this poem its great. write some more! beacuse you have talent

September 24, 2010 20:23Wingless

Fantastic, best Ive read in a while! Really original.