Today for everybody I am dead,
And need not noise; just want to sleep in grave.
I`m staying still in my unhappy bed,
I am a puppet and of fortune slave.
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I can feel the gloom you are in. It sums the status of many hearts including mine own. I don't about spirits and muses but you poem is spellbinding teetering my brain! However, your poem is handsomely written. Keep writing these kinds of oh you, a mystic queen!
I sympathise with the protagonist with his or her agony of life, and i like the poem 100%keep writing.
Your Angel is coming.