I used to have two faces
And masks of any kind,
Two voices spoke inside me,
Two lights were meant to blind me
When I was changing places
But couldn't get me blind.
A hopeless romantic
With many crazy schemes,
A messenger of Cupid
Who looked a little stupid
In this new world, so frantic,
I stayed between extremes.
I used to be a sinner
And then I went through hell.
Unfiltered life seemed better
And nothing else would matter,
My shell was getting thinner,
It didn't do me well.
Today I'm shining brightly,
A thoughtful silent muse.
Creating art and beauty
Has been my only duty,
My heart is beating quietly,
There's nothing else to lose.
A Silent Muse
© Copyright: Риа Эйприл, 2015
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