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Sunday, May 22, 2005


Tell me what you think of this poem i made up.
The Beat
It’s voice slowly slithering up my body
I have no control; I am already moving my hips to the sound
Its sweet rhythm calls a different side of me, waiting to come out,
Hopes, dreams, and feelings arise
Sometimes, I even daydream that I am in the song
It calls me toward it; showing me a different life that I have unknowingly been waiting for
It shows me love, passion, and wonderful things some think impossible.
Its soul wraps me in a warm blanket of possibilities
The beat, is such a simple thing, but awakens so much inside
The beat.

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