Music From Another Room

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Love of distractions.

Submitted: September 05, 2010

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When I was young I never knew
The kinda of shit you get put through,
Just to make yourself a well-liked man.

The people that you come to miss,
The places you don't care to list,
The boundaries that you never crossed again.

Then here she comes across the floor,
Sprouting like a composed score,
Its love again, she never falls the same.

Hoping that our time come soon,
When music from another room
Comes playing through the radiator grate.


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