It echos
And goes
On carrying
It's powerful
Message.
The beat
Echos off
The walls,
The ceiling,
And rocks
The floor.
I am
Overpowered
By it's enduring
Beat,
The perfect
Rythm it
Holds.
The beat
Is my heartbeat,
It sounds
Like a war drum
Sounding the
Alarm in my
Body.
The beat
Replaces my
Mood as
It goes on;
Slow beat,
Fast beat;
My heartbeat
Follows.
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