Sunday, August 2, 2009

My Mistress

The Mistress is calling
Urging me forward
Her sweet voice
Breaking through my panic
Pain is the distraction
That pushes me through
Nausea, not enough
To stop me
Keep going, you're fine
The muses whispering
Telling me the reward
Will be sweet
My Mistress' face
A beacon of hope
Don't panic, don't freeze
Just keep going
The top of the world
Is calling

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