My muse is my own feelings ; the pain and the love I feel . Sadness inspires me . I'm wondering why is it like this . . . Whatever , my heart beats for true art . Therefore I'm an artist .
You are the space in my bed
You are the silence in between
What I thought and what I said
You are the night-time fear
You are the morning when it's clear
When it's over you're the start
You're my head, you're my heart
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