Take me there,
where the whispers of silence blows,
faded painful delight grows,
where the melody of harmony lies,
for i am full of flaws,
i will take the barrow ,
tie its wheels upon,
maybe burry my head low,
then heed to the burrow,
then i will make it slow,
it's where my beats rhyme,
there is no chyme,
there i lay low,
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- Author: imma isa kemmy (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 15th, 2025 16:56
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments4
I get this and it has a lyrical vibe and flow to it. A wonderful write, indeed. 🌹👏
thanks
You're welcome! ☺️
for once i felt like escaping like go to a place where there is just peace it inspired the lines
Nice Soothing Flow
Thanks
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