melodies in my outer mind
my ears ring
tollerance of noise low
life is Borring
my body drains
my mouth sings
the noise blairs
life can be tollerated
my body moves to the thrill
strings carry my melody
into my ears, a sacred place
the voices of the past
a riff of waves
ill never skip a song
ill never sell my music player
the proprety of digital stories
they will remiain forever
a life without you
is a life without myself
a shut insparation of who i am
of what influences me
of my state of being
my mind outside of my head
my mind in a digital space
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