Crowding people loom like trees
A look of pity, breath catches heart stops,
then speeds
Ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum
Thoughts swirl and swirl around and around
Silence bears over muted voices
Turning, world shifts, you’re walking, now running
Twist, turn, the dark encroaches, falling
And then only
Silence
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 10:30 PM UTC
Crowding people loom like trees
A look of pity, breath catches heart stops,
then speeds
Ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum
Thoughts swirl and swirl around and around
Silence bears over muted voices
Turning, world shifts, you’re walking, now running
Twist, turn, the dark encroaches, falling
And then only
Silence
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