ReverbA Poem by Robinyeah, yeah, yeah
it was hard to leave the stage behind it never made us any less or more that spotlight always seemed to chase us
to small apartments on unfamiliar streets secret knocks on muffled doors
they bore gifts upon leather couchs shallow smiles and pouted purrs upon beds that never slept
that smell of another morning as you searched for a cigarette trying to quiet the echoes before doing it all over again © 2011 RobinFeatured Review
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Added on April 13, 2011Last Updated on April 13, 2011 Tags: so you want to be a rockstar, glamour, fame, and no sleep AuthorRobinCAAboutI am a man , I breathe nature , I listen to the stars , I speak dream , music is my life blood , my words pour from my heart . I observe , my hands express . Feel my words , look as deeply into yo.. more..Writing
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