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Dec 2017
Drop the needle
on the sad song
twirl in the misery
you crave

Sing along
with the words
reflecting true
life's harmonies

Whisper to yourself
it's ok

The bright lights
pierce the window veil
its energy block
you know this situation
well

Comfort in shadows
masked realities
its the rhythm
that makes blood
king

Each beat is duplicated
by the heart that rings
and when you finally
feel your pulse rise
you become more
alive
you become
well

you become
life
Michael Blonski
Written by
Michael Blonski  California
(California)   
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