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Music Is My Soul

Noise bangs into my ear My foot taps to the beat my eyes Close I drift away following The sound picturing every moment As a word passes through my mind as The song comes to an end my eyes Flicker back to the realty I left behind.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 12/23/2008 11:47:00 PM
Now..and wow!..I love this one also...great expressions..keep it up...It's a very deep one...Lawrence in Lou.
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Date: 12/3/2008 8:11:00 PM
Okay?
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Date: 12/3/2008 8:07:00 PM
Text me at 15135601320 if you have your cell back. . . Love Alexz
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Date: 12/3/2008 8:03:00 PM
HELLO?! Joanie?!
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Date: 12/3/2008 7:58:00 PM
Hey did you get your cell back yet?
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Date: 12/2/2008 8:09:00 PM
Dum Dum Dum Dum Duuuuummmmm
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Date: 12/2/2008 7:39:00 PM
Are you back on yet?
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Date: 12/2/2008 6:52:00 PM
Go on to my face book and you will see him. . . I think. . . HE'S SMOKIN HOT!!!
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Date: 12/2/2008 6:51:00 PM
It's cool. And SWEET!! He is on PoetrySoup right now his name is Adam Wheaton!! He called me his . . . YAY!! ^.^
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Date: 12/2/2008 6:42:00 PM
Hello?!
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Date: 12/2/2008 6:31:00 PM
I HAVE A NEW BF!!!!! HIS NAME IS ADAM WHEATON!!!!!!!!! Do you have your cell phone back yet?
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Date: 12/1/2008 9:36:00 AM
Dude I'm obsessed with Hollywood Undead. . .
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Date: 12/1/2008 6:28:00 AM
Joanie the music does have a power to just take us away - Great poem - God Bless, MJ
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Date: 12/1/2008 5:02:00 AM
The music will do that love. I was listening to some music this morning in my car and i drifted away from all the things that were occupying my thoughts. This poem is say so much in a few lines. I love the placement of the words and how it runs without any period until the very end. It flows well. Chris.
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