restartA Poem by brianna vegaWhy is it when im alone Half naked hair wet Music blaring to the corners of my room Yet never escaping the walls Sometimes slipping through the window sill Exchanging courtesy's with the light it passes by Then Thoughts drown all else out And I move I think Along with Movement rhythm Words flush my cheeks Burn my ears and restart my heart © 2014 brianna vegaReviews
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StatsAuthorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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