The Green Irises of Muse

The aftermath of a break up. Bitterness.

Rashly uncovering calluses of the aftermath
Ever long being persecuted
Quelling your own foolish desire
Usurping my heart
Igniting a shy romance
Everything changed
Matrix of later bitter conflict

For whatever you once thought
Original sin of that night dwells
Rigour of post-Sylvester

Your shimmering eyes as pools of muse
Omniscient of seemingly all
Unworthy to be with you
Reminding yourself of your mythical spell

Draconian harshness of that message
Rash, evil reality crept in
Eventually leading to a sudden realisation
A sign of meaning
My downtrodden spirit
Survived and grew bitter of you

The End

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