Was in the bathroom
and WHAM this hit me

~L.~


Insanity Beats




Roaring in my own laughter
hear it echo off padded walls
as I'm dragged down memories streets
tortured by chained cold floors
bopping to insanity's beats..

...does anyone care for this bleeding heart?

16/06/09



Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-06-16 at 13:36

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Esti D-G
Excellent little poem!
Bookmarked
2009-06-16


NicholasG
Of course we care!!
Bathrooms are the best place to play guitar too.
Wonderful reverberation.
:-)
2009-06-16