StreetA Poem by DecentlyOkayWriter(Lyrics.)(Starts on soft indie, 4/4) Walking down the street, You right after me, Let's make this a good great day. Trip back to oblivion? (Electric Buzz, mood turns more energetic ) Turned back- dropped the act "I just couldn't help it, the odds were stacked!" Opened the window to stop the draft Once you left the chances were halved- I couldn't stay, I couldn't leave Don't open the window there's a bree- (Returns to original style, static undertones.) Walking down the street, You right after me, Let's make this a good day. Can't it wait, Today is just too great-! Trip back to oblivion. (Feedback, similar to that of a microphone. 'Frantic'.) Glanced away, didn't say all the million things on my mind. Curtains billow to the right I don't miss you by my side- Right? (Static degrades to soft tune, before abruptly cutting off)
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1 Review Added on September 3, 2024 Last Updated on September 3, 2024 AuthorDecentlyOkayWriterSomewhere or the other, Khaznot QuayAboutA insignificant dot in the sea of writers, forever up a creek without a paddle. . . . . Listen to the tune that the world sings for you ................................................. I would .. more..Writing
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