Smoke and Mirrors and no muse to blame

sorry Leanne, couldn't help myself:P

Who's to blame if not the muse?
That bitch has taken all my skill
If not her pallid hands to use
Then mine own shoes I'd have to fill

And the clouds evaporate in truth
With nothing left behind to blame
Sweetness pains this rotting tooth
And not a soul but I to feel the shame

All is lost if myth cannot be the shield
I will stand alone, naked and exposed
No words or promises left for me to wield
Left only with myself to be deposed

1- Tracey on Jul. 19 2007

Great angle from which to view that important so-and-so and our relationship with her. I think the meter might be off in a few places, but that doesn't much take away from this straight on view behind the curtain at Oz.

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Shannon McEwen: on Jul. 18 2007
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