DEEP
deep in my mind
my rymes surface
to breathe-
once more
they rush through my veins
and boil my blood
they pump to my heart
and create their own beat
they shock through my nerves
and move my feet
grind my teeth
weaken my knees
wanting to be free
moving my body
until there are-
words from the mind
beats from the heart
my body the book...
while sweet words flow
they control me fully
words from the soul
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