Painful Inspiration
Thee I pray in my prophetic hours!
In sorrow I’m sitting on the roof
As on throne, I glorify the truth!
I’m sentenced to this throne of pain,
Unable to get away and break the chain.
The throne of poet is an electric chair!
Though, I’ll never leave it, I swear!
With pain flies my inspiration!
The songs of Heaven bring damnation!
The feelings are my only needs and tools.
My Muse! You save me from these fools!
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