March 13, 2009
By Catlin Lorito SILVER, Park City, Utah
Catlin Lorito SILVER, Park City, Utah
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Its consistency confuses me,
Why does it mock me so?
The drums that keep us going.
The rhythm that plays with our minds.
It hits over and over and over,
But will it ever stop?
Well maybe in couple of minutes.
But I assure you that it will start again,
As it always does.
It is the only noise I can hear at night.
The one sound that always stays the same.
Never changes,
Not for you,
And not for me.

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