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Apr 2021
A party of my mind,
plugged in.
Closed curtains, echoes inside,
in my room private dancing.
For the past ten,
minutes I've been lip syncing
Once again
my gritty voice attempts at singing.

Is the door shut,
still up in these late hours.
Don't intend to cause my parents a fuss.
Singing in the dark,
dancing with my many shadows
These four walls of house
are a crowd. Surfing on music in a wave.
Don't know when I'll go to bed,
the sleep lately hasn't been my friend.

Plugged in,
volume up, bleeding my ears.
Deep playlist causes a flood of tears.

But as I'm listening,
something becomes a turn off
Music I hear isn't as loud.
Playing inside of one ear,
the other side without a sound.
Another pair of earphones,
no longer work.
Can't listen to music in private,
now, that's the worst.

Without my music,
left to listen to my thoughts
Problem is they have me thinking I'm alone.
Odd Odyssey Poet
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Odd Odyssey Poet  25/M/Zimbabwe
(25/M/Zimbabwe)   
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   Imran Islam
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