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Conflicted
Words can not convey
The feelings I contain
So, silent I remain
Tongue is twisted
Emotions have shifted
I am so conflicted
Unable to utter a sound
Fearing it will all fall down
I mutely stare at the ground
As everyone takes their leave
I stand broken, bereaved
What has become of me?
The feelings I contain
So, silent I remain
Tongue is twisted
Emotions have shifted
I am so conflicted
Unable to utter a sound
Fearing it will all fall down
I mutely stare at the ground
As everyone takes their leave
I stand broken, bereaved
What has become of me?
Published 30th Sep 2016
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30th Sep 2016 10:48am
30th Sep 2016 5:25pm
To answer you're question, you've lost your muse. But in reality, you expressed yourself very well, so your muse is alive and well or this poem would not exist. Now all you have to do is focus on the thing you wanted to write about just before you wrote this and ride the wave...
JJ
JJ
