My Muse
i lost my muse
the words
don’t come as
easily as
they used to
where have you
gone
i miss you
please
come
home
let me be honest
with you
i think that
my happines
killed you i’m
so sorry that
i
killed you please
i’m
so
sorry
i am not going
to lie
to you i
respect you
too much i
think that i
am
never going to
be
an
artist
come home i miss
you i
need you i
love you
i miss your
smile my muse
is
gone but i
still
love
you
