
What I feel everyday as I sit through my band class
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 69 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 08-13-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3050299
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The steadfast
Beating of a drum
That drives the
Tempo on and on
The horns that
Trill across the top
And cause a heart
To lift and drop
The woodwinds that
Don't skip a beat
And rush along
In mindless feats
That simple rhythm
The quiet song
That drives the
Seeker on and on
To find the end
And solve the case
And then to weep for
Silence reigns
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