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They fly to me
these Angels on
Demon wings.

Used.
Sitting upon my shoulder
whispering sweet
nothings in my ear
my guiding light
inspiration
taking form from
his words
her memories
their lashings
social outcastings.

Amused.
Fantasies become reality
reality becomes words
words become inspiration
inspiration becomes genius
genius becomes insanity
insanity becomes fantasies
within the walls
of my mind
hinderance
set free.

And they refuse
to be excused.

Bemused.
Where does it
come from?
These ideas.
Archeology,
sweeping away the
dust to uncover
a masterpiece
did that really come
from me?

Abused.
Working tirelessly
words flow from
pen almost
effortlessly.
Almost.
Pushing
ever forward
to create
that which
demands
creation
and will stop
at nothing less
than perfection.

Such musings
these Demons on
Angel wings.





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On Tuesday November 8th, 2005, Audrey-Gisele (13) writes:
A-Muse-ing. I especially like the archeology line, and the over all flow of this piece.


On Wednesday July 27th, 2005, blue (1749) writes:
WOW! Damn near perfect.. neh, scratch that! Perfect voicing, perfect! ~b


On Monday April 26th, 2004, TheProphetUntold (365) writes:
I love the cycle and the flow. And the twist at the end, with the angel-demon wing switch..Great work. +T.P.U+


On Monday April 19th, 2004, Dancing_Monkey (1822) writes:
this is good. kinda simple, but yet you think about it.. I like it lots. *hugs ambroce* Monkey


On Friday April 16th, 2004, Solace (1424) writes:
I see the work for life ethic and it galls me, there is no day by day take what come take what may for there is no change, there is no excitement, enticement...Drudgery eternal it seems for some...


On Friday April 16th, 2004, Solace (1424) writes:
Thoughts come from social experience...but i am far too dissilusioned to see this, far too cynical to see anything in its true form if there be a true form, everything subjective


On Friday April 16th, 2004, Solace (1424) writes:
I could have almost written this myself but for "and they refuse to be excused" would be they refuse to be excited...i dunno...This is a question and one that i cannot answer without using anothers justification which i do not believe


On Thursday April 15th, 2004, Six-Out (1824) writes:
Ah, yes, I certainly feel like this at times. Sometimes I still wonder how some of the things I write come from my pen. This took wonderful shape. It went from ok, to astounding....great job Sweet.


On Thursday April 15th, 2004, Lynaes (1129) writes:
Very articulate I love it! The muse theme for each stanza works so beautifully. My favourite part is the second stanza. So true. Gorgeous work, I really enjoyed this. -L


On Thursday April 15th, 2004, manywalks (950) writes:
Rather makes me think of 'Away All Faeries' by Inkubus Sukkubus. I liked the way you flipped it, wonderful writing. ~ mw


On Monday April 19th, 2004, anth (1611) writes:
inkubuss sukubus are cool yay, and this poem i like the archeaology line, first class write



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