somebody’s calling me
but the sound doesn’t reach me
where i stand
i feel the echoes
in my fingertips
and they travel up my hand
wrap around my wrist
and pull me
in a direction i’ve never seen
got no ticket
to ride this train
of thought and memory
i can’t complain
as my simple life
is filled
with mostly goodness
and just a pinch of pain
can’t be lonely
in a crowd of peers
can’t cry
‘cause then i’ll just be
wasting tears
i feel good
i feel something close to sad
where’s the beauty
in this kiss
of mine
echo
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