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Surround Sound.
Big Bass Boom in my heart,
Brings home.
Self evident,
this hollow space
still waiting for your Love.
Years upon years
our cavern deepens.
Rough cut by rivers of tears.
Torrents actually.
They change nothing,
to quell fears and aloneness
Oh, the loneliness
This vantage has grown old.
Void of intimacy or tenderness.
No craggy wall to latch onto.
Retreat not an option,
nor a reachable rock in sight
to secure a safe escape.
Time to wave arms high!
Burn the SOS fire,
bright to the sky!
Let out a mighty Scream!
Yet...
An empty echo
settles the truth.
Big Bass Boom in my Heart
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Copyright © 2017.
Christi Michaels.
MoonFlower-Fluer de Luna
All Rights Reserved.
Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 10:51 PM UTC
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Surround Sound.
Big Bass Boom in my heart,
Brings home.
Self evident,
this hollow space
still waiting for your Love.
Years upon years
our cavern deepens.
Rough cut by rivers of tears.
Torrents actually.
They change nothing,
to quell fears and aloneness
Oh, the loneliness
This vantage has grown old.
Void of intimacy or tenderness.
No craggy wall to latch onto.
Retreat not an option,
nor a reachable rock in sight
to secure a safe escape.
Time to wave arms high!
Burn the SOS fire,
bright to the sky!
Let out a mighty Scream!
Yet...
An empty echo
settles the truth.
Big Bass Boom in my Heart
▪▪☆▪☆▪▪
Copyright © 2017.
Christi Michaels.
MoonFlower-Fluer de Luna
All Rights Reserved.
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