you should see the way she listens to music
the way she closes her eyes
and let's it consume her soul
the way she sings along
and the way she moves her head with the flow
you should see the way she lets music take her over totally and completely
she could care less who's looking
who's watching
who's listening
because she is completely lost in the way it sounds
she's in her own world
she will smile
she will laugh
she will simply enjoy it
if only you could see it
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i don't like this one
YOU ARE READING
poems
Poetryi'm sorry if you thought this book would be fiction and there would be a huge plot with unrealistic characters and happy endings it's just a few poems about my feelings about me (in the works, a constant story as long as i keep writing poems)
