The Day She Returned My Words to Me

I knew my muse had never left

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Incessant tick tocking of the clock
becomes amplified in this empty room
Mind numbing oblivion comes far too often
as I wait for my muse to save me from my doom

She smolders inside, but I forget her
ignoring her pleas to create my masterpiece of…