August 18, 2011
My heart beets a rhythm
so soulful, It feels like
the sound is echoing through my mind.
Across my arms,
through my veins,
lies a ticking bomb.
Time is running out
the sand continues to flow
through the air.
Tick Tick Tick
waiting for the
Boom Boom Boom
I'm about to be betrayed
by my own heart.
Somewhere in a dark city,
in a cold room
A drummers fingers
move through the air
playing the familiar rhythm
of my heart.
Dum Dum Tsh.

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