My Neglectful Muse

But here I've stood all alone without my neglectful muse.

Cut Roses

I've lived with//Vicariously numb fingertips//I have sat//In surrogate silence//This life is mine to save//Leaving cut roses on your grave

Welcome to my mind. Watch the first step, it's a doozy.

"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"

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