25 My muse

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To those who became

My addiction, my piece of art : my muse

To all those danced in my mind freely

To all those that partied in my heart

To all those that sipt my love, care and excessive respect

To All those that colonized my heart

Hijacked my mind

And those who used my spirit's light

To all those that turned me to a hospital room!

My muse!

All those:

Who showed me a glimpse of what creativity can be

Who showed me the meaning of love, care

and respect in opposite ways

Who showed me what it means to never let

your boundaries crossed

Who teached me to put a boundary, a

limitation and a frame in this life

Who teached me how to express, feel and speak

Who teached me to wipe the sweaty hands,

to breath, to stand lofty and tall

I say to all those:

Your Sporadic behaviors teached me to never

trust a random kiss, a sweet smile or the color pink

Your fake affection, a sour taste I

memorized, swallowed and puked then tossed

I Learned your body language, sign

language, eyes language, I know when it is not true now!

I learned the way to solidify a connection

I learned that letting go must happen the

minute it becomes an option

And that not yet is only a weak rope

delaying pain

Showed me how to show up to the world

And when to show up for myself

Showed me other options, opposite to you

Showed me how to use words and turn the

pain you caused into beautiful art poems

Showed me how adding star's golden dust to

my scars turned it to a vintage beautiful picture.

You made me Learn how to treat

others and love them

Thank you for showing me what it means to

be a temporary, I now know where to stay!

Thank you for showing me I was just a tool

to fix your personality cracks

Thank you for showing me how it means to

be just a tissue that you used to fill your void

I am now the gleam after a darkest night

I am the revenant who knows how to love

and be loved, don't worry your mistakes

Helped me create pieces of art

Hurt me and I transform you To a speaking

poem, a painting a dance, a melody, a song a quote, a lesson or simply a word!

Muse!

Yes You are my muse and that's how I

respectfully treat what serves me! 

respectfully treat what serves me! 

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