Who was the Muse ?

The Muse had left
or so I thought
When all that remained of me was silence
Empty, broken, a shell
That sound was not tree fall, but my heart
breaking
The Muse had left
or so I thought

Wrong
It was you, dear Persephanie
you who left
You, my Muse
Who said: “I will let you go”
Who whispered: “Never leave me”
and then, left

You, my dear, my love
my former half,
left.

What remains of me
is empty

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31 July, 2014
Exile

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