Crawling Skins

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: September 01, 2012

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Colours,

Everywhere

Singing their terrible loud songs

Or maybe it's someone else's voice

I don't know

It could be from the future

Or from ancient history

And these faces

They are faces of strangers

People I don't know

They are saying something

Something I don't understand

Music in the background

Yes,yes

That is music

What is this place

It's so cold

Everything is so fast now

It's too fast where are everyone going

Taste of metal in my mouth

Screaming,

Sounds of screaming

Maybe it's just music again

Choking on the smoke

Smoking kills

They said it on TV

Now I remember

The crowd is so thick

And the exit is so far away

This is our world

Imagine

World between four walls

World so small

And we're the only ones left

 

 

 

 

 


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