Eratos Liar

Erato’s Liar

Oh Geez,
Not yet another,
Oh Please,
That song’s been sung ad infinitum ad adnaseum,
Love Poems smother,

ME! With cloying sickly sweet annoying
Toying with
My mind
Please muse,
Send me… You Send Me
A spirit of another kind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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February 5, 2016 at 9:19 AM
what you desire is what we require to inspire our inner liar to retire so as to not lose what we admire which provides the passion we acquire to take our words higher than the very tip of the fire that is needed prior to the creation of the art level to which we aspire....without the muse we are nothing toni....awesome write....;)
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