The Song Without Sound

December 10, 2008
By Greek311 PLATINUM, New City, New York
Greek311 PLATINUM, New City, New York
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I sit and click,
And click and click.
Mind numbed,
Fingers in action,
Reality is no challenge
For the mental blockade.
Everything seems to fade.
And be made into this
Wave of emotion, not a part of me.
No reaction, to others around me.
More or less profound than me
The tension keeps on mounding
As the thoughts keep on pounding,
Pounding on my mind,
Click faster, be the master,
The crafter of this masterpiece.
Faster, faster.
Screen illuminates my face,
I glow, and let the words flow.
With rhythm and harmony.
A song with no sound,
But the click, click, click.
Eyes could be closed, but every word
Would still be composed,
Into this song without sound but the,
Click, click, click.

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