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Date Posted: 03:13:00 12/02/01 Sun
Author: Crysta
Subject: Hiding from a Saturday Night

I hear a ticking
Tickling the very walls of my head,
Yet instead
Of smiling and letting loose in a quiet chuckle,
My knees buckle
And I crumble to the floor.

Is it a ticking
or does it beat
With a rhythm beyond
What I take in my senses
When I lose those senses
With a glimpse of you.

Silence.

It leaves me,
And I picture you leaving me
For the laughter I can't give you,
For the speeches only my mind can form when the words don't come,
For the music you can't hear in my lyrics.

Baby,
Sweet melody,
Bring me close with a dance,
And drag me along with the wind.

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