the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 63 – Static

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Awful noise
Shaking your bones
Hear that shit?
Blasting through the phones
Static
Dramatic
Your speakers are trash
Amp’ed by the fury
Thoughts: collide, crash
Seriously,
You can hear and see
You let it build
Your directed chaos (it’s empty)
When your peace should be filled

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