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I know not her true name
But she has haunted my dreams and begun to invade my lucid moments
A disembodied voice within my mind, she speaks her words and screams out her stories
Yea, tho I know not her true name
I cannot recall a moment when her presence wasn't felt, even in her moments of silence
She has been patient, waiting, wanting, wondering when I will begin to recount her past, her transformation, her visions of the future
She has never shared with me her name
As if to do so will grant me some unseen power over her
Perhaps allowing me to free myself of her, forcing her to seek out another host
She has never given me her true name
So I have issued one for her, it seems to please her, it seems to suit her
No longer of this world, she lives on through me, she lives on in me, she lives on endlessly
By my hand she shall be known and by my hand she shall be set free
I call her ... Anna Mossity

She was beautiful once
A tender child of creation
Drawn into this world
By the hand of a true artisan
With an eye for color
And a gift of expression

She knew love once
The Master had illustrated
Her life with family
And colored her canvas
With warmth and kindness

She was playful once
Dancing with fairy-folk
Little time spent toiling
At mundane matters
Her creator provided well

She was eloquent once
Words of soft reassurance
Fell like gossamer from her lips
Settling the denizens
Of her forested home

She was young once
Time no longer holds sway
Has no further meaning
She is ageless
She is immortal
She is in me
She is ...
Anna Mossity
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An Introduction to My Muse

Contributed by Nazmythian on Wednesday, 11th August 2004 @ 04:45:27 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

I know not her true name
But she has haunted my dreams and begun to invade my lucid moments
A disembodied voice within my mind, she speaks her words and screams out her stories
Yea, tho I know not her true name
I cannot recall a moment when her presence wasn't felt, even in her moments of silence
She has been patient, waiting, wanting, wondering when I will begin to recount her past, her transformation, her visions of the future
She has never shared with me her name
As if to do so will grant me some unseen power over her
Perhaps allowing me to free myself of her, forcing her to seek out another host
She has never given me her true name
So I have issued one for her, it seems to please her, it seems to suit her
No longer of this world, she lives on through me, she lives on in me, she lives on endlessly
By my hand she shall be known and by my hand she shall be set free
I call her ... Anna Mossity

She was beautiful once
A tender child of creation
Drawn into this world
By the hand of a true artisan
With an eye for color
And a gift of expression

She knew love once
The Master had illustrated
Her life with family
And colored her canvas
With warmth and kindness

She was playful once
Dancing with fairy-folk
Little time spent toiling
At mundane matters
Her creator provided well

She was eloquent once
Words of soft reassurance
Fell like gossamer from her lips
Settling the denizens
Of her forested home

She was young once
Time no longer holds sway
Has no further meaning
She is ageless
She is immortal
She is in me
She is ...
Anna Mossity

Copyright © Nazmythian ... [ 2004-08-11 16:45:27]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: An Introduction to My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by Broken_Skin on Friday, 13th August 2004 @ 06:38:15 AM AEST
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That was very inspiring
its different
I loved the style
The feelings i recieved were very deep
and enjoyable
very good

5/5

BS x

Re: An Introduction to My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by katyqueen35 on Friday, 27th August 2004 @ 12:44:57 PM AEST
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Ah i say that is different and yet very good.
Very refreshing from others here.good job.

Re: An Introduction to My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 29th August 2004 @ 10:44:06 AM AEST
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And yet again another remarkable read.
You have a gift, my friend.
Truly beautiful.

~Breezy

Re: An Introduction to My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by FleurdeSang on Wednesday, 1st September 2004 @ 08:35:25 PM AEST
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Your words are timeless, my friend! Beautiful write! VERY inspirational!! This Anna Mossity sounds everything but imperfect... I love this write, it is different from all your other works that I have read so far. Your expressions paint a vivd picture in my mind, that is more beautiful than any Michelangelo piece! Gloriously written, with a view through a painter's eyes! I seem to have lost my muse... For now, I hope... She will come back to me soon enough! But this Anna Mossity that you speak of so lovingly, let me borrow her for a while! lolz... I kid with you, mon cheri ami! Another truimphant piece! Standing ovation! As always, all my love and blessings to you, mon precieux Naz! Forever yours,

Fleur de souffrance (Stephy)

Re: An Introduction to My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Friday, 21st January 2005 @ 09:26:55 AM AEST
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Not to copy the other comments or anything, but this is 'different' lmao.
Seriously though, I like it. It's different, but still you, I think.
(Well, I guess that's kinda obvious, or it wouldn't be here..)
Heehee
*shuts up*

(Hmmm, can you tell that I don't know what to make of this? lol)

*hugs*
Phil xxx
(Who knows this is a lame comment but is unorigional today)

Re: An Introduction to My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by the_Ghost_Moth on Saturday, 12th February 2005 @ 06:30:09 PM AEST
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Like Ed Wood's
Glen or Glenda?

But seriously,
this is a very descriptive
introspective look at
your creativity, I think.

--Ghosty

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