Muse - KingBrush

Muse

Muse, thou art wicked.
Crawling around my head,
Without a gleeful entry.
My mind hath no sentry.

Trickish like the Joker.
Cunning like the Riddler.

Shall you forever torment me?
Get embodied with me,
If thou shall,
And thou shall be a pal.

Desert me not
'Cause you are me.
For I am not wholesome,
Till you complete me.

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