NoiseA Poem by toderoopooThe hustle & bustle of the busy streets grew to match my own heartbeat As the noise increased my heat beat raised, pounding, thumping until escape Escape to the calm, escape to the peace where the trees and wind are the only sound matching the beat allows you to breath Take a deep breath, take it all in, and breath Escape to a place, that can match your pace © 2016 toderoopoo |
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Added on November 17, 2016 Last Updated on November 17, 2016 AuthortoderoopooPhoenix, AZAboutI was an avid writer who lost passion. I am working hard to reawaken my creativity and passion. more..Writing
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