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Everyday Play

Melodies of voices
Playing quickly in my head
A Capella all around me

Choking up the world, reeling

 

Hallways, echoing

Sticky sounds of screaming

Sixteenth notes

In three-four

 

There are people playing others

Acting as if they aren't themselves

Painting on faces

Lying to even them self

 

Watch the play unfold

A morbid little piece

But the dialect is hard to understand

Is this world of mine confusing you?

 

 

Can you guess what I'm tlaking about?

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  • KnightOfTheRose gold member
    May 4

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    hm, sounds like you're talking about an orchestra but I am probably wrong. I hope you tell me, I'm curious now

    -Steve-