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Tonight has a funny voice
Like doves, like devils 
Like snakes and like kings
Tonight has the funniest voice
We're breathing, we're rolling
In the sand on the beach

Come, come be the one taking shape on the front lawn
As the heartrates and headaches fall somber and weep
Come, come be the one gliding past in the white shoes
Don't be afraid to unfold like a dove

The city has a rhythm
That I can't match my feet to
I think I'll go barefoot to catch the silver breeze
I sincerely miss sleeping with the window open
I think I will have a burn on my neck

I swear tonight I saw
Fireflies in their wineglasses








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Trenchtownrock   Trenchtownrock wrote
on 5/13/2009 6:27:43 AM
I love how you brought the city out in this writing..the city, all cities have that distinct beat that makes it unique..love this piece.

StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 5/11/2009 11:39:07 PM
I like the heartbeat of the city for it takes you there and makes you wonder about the possibilities of the night. Nice touch here!

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