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"The Music In My Ear" by Bloody_Hands

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My head nods to the music
Pulsing through my being
A smile curves my lips
As I sing along silently

Whispered words are spoken
And fingers are pointed
Rumors are spread
And promises are broken

They stare at me
And they do not hear
The soft words in my head
The pounding of the beat
The cry for revenge

A smile curves my lips
As I stare into their faces
I see them move away
None want to touch me
They fear me and my music

They do not understand
The way the beat goes
The music falls upon them
Upon their deaf ears

A smile curves my lips
As I whisper the words
They catch bits and phrases
And move away from me

They do not wish to hear
What they do not know
But here I stand alone
With the music in my ear

A grin forms my lips
And I tell them what they are
I get glares and rude comments
But I care not anymore

The music fills my ears
Fills my mind and Soul
It consumes my body
All that I am

A smile curves my lips
As I stand here alone
Music pulsing everywhere
But no one else can hear

They wish not to see
They wish not to hear
They wish not to feel
They wish not to know
They wish not to have
The music in their ear




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On Wednesday December 8th, 2004, void (48) writes:
amazing


On Saturday November 1st, 2003, maddin foxxxy (381) writes:
This grabbed me and pulled me into an ecstatic trance of music..you've perfectly the presence of music and effects...This write is amazing...nice job.


On Thursday October 9th, 2003, Johny_D_Lewis (603) writes:
haunting...gripping i like it


On Wednesday September 17th, 2003, Strabo (47) writes:
ooh. I really like this poem. It has a rhythm and a beat to it that makes me want to nod *my* head. and the repetition with "A smile curves my lips" keeps it flowing.


On Sunday September 14th, 2003, happymurderer (203) writes:
Yes. Tell the humans we are nothing. Worthless pieces of trash with nothing to live for. No hope to lead us. No courage to drive us. No Faith to follow. But isnt that what we need right now? We cant take some shit that happens in are lives but we live thr


On Sunday September 14th, 2003, happymurderer (203) writes:
But we live through it...


On Friday August 29th, 2003, Diva_Satanica (110) writes:
well i like this one it is good..and lil girl..shyt gonna bug everyone nomatter what..so no use bitching bout anything.-D.S


On Thursday August 28th, 2003, Liz (401) writes:
Rumors. Mispelling in works bugs me. It also kinda bugs me that you commented on my poem and posted this one in the same day.


On Thursday August 28th, 2003, Liz (401) writes:
I'll take it as "...the sincerest form of flattery," but could you please change the title some to make it a bit more different from mine?


On Thursday August 28th, 2003, AlluringDescent_darkbride (763) writes:
Like the others, I like this one. Glad to have you here at DP.



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