Listening

Listening

A Poem by Alexa

The whistles drive my mind crazy

The wind plays with my ears

The silent made me become hasty

The lack of sound is not something for my heart

I am losing life...meaning

The sound, even the crazy whistles, are gone

The music doesn't fit again

I can't even hear my moan

The sound... is lost when I stopped listening

© 2008 Alexa


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Added on August 21, 2008

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