Echos run circles
Within each other,
Guitar riff and lyrics
Bouncing through the corridors
Of my mind,
Endless repetition
Pulling me along
Out of the black mire.
A temporary solution.
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Echos run circles
Within each other,
Guitar riff and lyrics
Bouncing through the corridors
Of my mind,
Endless repetition
Pulling me along
Out of the black mire.
A temporary solution.
Posted on February 9, 2016 at 1:41 AM in Mike, Poetry | RSS feed | Reply | Trackback URL
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