A braided cordThree colors and a wristOne young imaginationA little timeA timeless giftShe thought of no oneBut my armWould wear the prizeFor her hands hadHeld the fabricAnd the colorsCaught her eyesIndifferent as she may beTo the one who wears the … Continue reading
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Bang, Bang the drum Louder and louder Overcome the other voices The other thoughts The other lives Overcome the other Bang, Bang the drum Amplified and idolized Is the message Loud, even if not clear Its something Something to believe … Continue reading