Monday 23 February 2015

Introvert


Introvert

A beating drum

Run, run, run
A thumping heart
Need to depart
Separate, disconnect
Skip, hop, jump

Make the quiet come

Jog, sprint, flee
Embrace the stun-gun
Escape and run away
Everywhere, people
Talking at me

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