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Cortex

September 4, 2014
By Sam Stricklen BRONZE, Austin, Texas
Sam Stricklen BRONZE, Austin, Texas
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I thought I had died but the keys brought me back to life

Her voice in my head pulled me out of my bed

Sat me next to God and we talked about the sax

Conversation broke, because she whispered he was dead.

I don’t know if anything has ever gotten me this high  

My friends are starting to look at me like i’ve lost my head

But I know its somewhere between the singers legs

Because i’m looking at myself

but can only see

pandoras un-broken eggs

that used to be

 

She kissed my hand and I thought,  asked me for a dance

But the symbols rang out

The double base didn’t double back again.

She walked away from me, her hips moving like a pendulum

I closed my eyes and realized I had been hypnotized

I never understood how she could just leave like that and let me slowly slip into the black.


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Troupeau Bleu- Cortex

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