I’ve lost my voice. It drifted away, tempted by the wind, into the vast and dark universe. I try to call for it, but out of my mouth falls only silence; sad, lonely silence. I can feel words inside me, trapped in shackles; they’re burning on my tongue, ready to burst from my lungs.My Muse hasn’t paid me a visit for a very very long time.
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This describes so well that frustration of not being able to write what one wants. I am all too familiar with that feeling...
Don't worry, your muse had not deserted you entirely. :)
Dear Princess, I hope you find your voice soon. Until then, I wish you every adventure. xx
I know of what your speaking. It's terrible, isn't it? But right when i start to lose home a little story creeps in my head and when I write it down it's like magic.
I do love your blog so, it's always a pleasure to visit.
Thank you, thank you, thank you my lovelies! <3
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