A Poetic Disaster











{October 6, 2010}   Entranced

Each beat pulses through my aching back,

Back to the time,

Where a beat felt like a hack . . .

Hacking holes into my soul,

Breaking my spine,

Making me fall

Every beat touches my face,

Fast and harder,

In the heat of the race.

I want to scream no,

But it feels so good.

I want to reject and go,

But you know I’ve misunderstood.

You are my sin.

This is where we begin,

You will change me

Into a saint within~

Music makes me free <3

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