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Death of a Muse by ~SSMcLeod:iconSSMcLeod:

Categories Literature > Poetry > General Poetry > Open


Today I found my muse was dead,
destroyed by cynicism and
hate - by you. You killed her, stepping
into my mind to find her and

dragged her out ignoring her screams
and thrust your fist into her chest.
You held her still throbbing heart in
your hand and crushed her life beneath

your foot. Now here I sit alone
for you have abandoned me too.
I picked up a pen, an attempt
to express my pain; but nothing

came, for nothing comes from nothing.
It was the ultimate revenge:
you took my muse away and left
me, a shriveled shell: dead inside.
©2007-2008 ~SSMcLeod
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Submitted: Mar 22, 2007
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As I explore further and further around dA (and there are also a few examples of it on my page though now hidden) of people who believe themselves qualified to give harsh critiques telling others to give up because they suck (or other such reference).

Giving criticism is one thing. Telling someone that they have failed and should give up is another, and quite frankly uncalled for.

So this is a retort to all those who believe themselves allowed to perform such actions without prejudice.

In other words, f*ck off no one cares about your petty beliefs.

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~kumi-ryuichi:iconkumi-ryuichi: Mar 22, 2007, 3:46:29 PM
Oooo...O_o
Very dark and sinister.

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^w^..Kumagoro's hands go up to the sky..^w^
~horsebackrider15:iconhorsebackrider15: Mar 22, 2007, 4:20:22 PM
:wow: people do that? my word... well i've escaped it so far! ;P my word... i'd go mad... you did a very nice job with this poem btw

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:cuddle: Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions.
Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great. - Mark Twain
:heart:
~*~**Kristy**~*~
~J-Pac:iconJ-Pac: Mar 23, 2007, 12:57:25 AM
o_o... im frightened

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[J]uxtaposition [P]eace [a]nd [C]haos
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~roari:iconroari: Mar 23, 2007, 1:24:02 AM
man i'm so bad in litterature :S
~thenakedlunch:iconthenakedlunch: Mar 23, 2007, 11:51:03 AM
This piece honestly feels more like a rant than a poem; confirmed by the artists comment. If you don't like the comments people leave (and yes I know the terrible people you are talking about) then just turn off comments, I did this for awhile and found it to be quite nice. You can still have your friends message you critiques, but if you keep your critiques open, then it is you who is inviting those 'bad' commentors. Also, IMO it's a little annoying having sentences carry over into other stanzas, the point of stanzas is to serve as an unspoken break or transistion, therefore I don't understand why you are carrying your lines over.

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The early bird catches the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
~tore-your-dress:icontore-your-dress: Jun 5, 2007, 8:19:17 PM
i like the sentences going into other stanzas. i've always found definitive formulas and requirements for poetry pointless and i felt like this was a silent little stab at that. i'm probably not right in that interpretation, but oh well. either way, i like it quite a bit.

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"Taught me a lot of things. Like never manage a celtic rock band with a heroin addicted front man, a mentally ill fiddler, and the rest of the band comprised of constant drunks who are simultaneously egotistical and dimwitted."
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