Hope, MusicA Poem by IndaHope, Music
Tap, tapping on the table, dance, dancing because we’re able. Shaking your head, starting to forget the rent and the bills, only music fills your mind. Troubles; left them behind. Snap, snapping your fingers. Hope’s in the air, music; like her perfume, it lingers. © 2013 Inda |
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Added on January 26, 2013 Last Updated on January 26, 2013 AuthorIndamiami, FLAboutI love fiction that's gritty and honest and so my stuff is often times like that. I don't have as much free time as I'd like, but i will get to the request in time and appreciate anyone who takes the .. more..Writing
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