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Friday, September 7, 2012

11/15-16/2010 & 1/2011

With that beginning note
starts the memory of the heart,
seventeen notes later
the strangest pangs will start.
The song brings back a memory
of something that you've lost,
a time that you won't have again
and so you take a pause.
And as you listen to this song,
those pangs will pierce your soul,
they'll soon become addicting
and your heart will pay the toll.
But amazing how those blood-red notes
assault your heart like darts,
they course right through your pulsing veins
and infect your beating heart
with feelings known from times gone past,
they're liquid now, they're flowing fast,
the notes pour in, your heart is drowned
in pools of blood-red liquid sound.

-D.B.

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