Jesse love

Rookie (August 20th 1995)

Drums - Poem by Jesse love

Drums
Deep in my soul puond
there sound echo of the walls
of my body
whispering voices call
making there words almost
hearable
should I go with them?
'no! ' screams a derible voice
as cold as windy nights
and as frightening as the ghosts
that huant me
it awakens me from my death
sleep
I look up as I see my soul shatter

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 19, 2008



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