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The Beat

October 5, 2011
Brim369 SILVER,
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The rhythm tells a story,
Of ancient gods who win with glory.
A princess lost out at sea,
Is found at last by her meant to be.
The sleeper deep at rest,
Awakened by the utmost stress.
A child awaiting peace,
Starves again without a single plea;
For something that is more than food,
It is a way to bring up the mood.

The drums beat;
A sailor’s fleet.
The harp strums;
An angel hums.
The notes are sung;
There is a hum,
And with that comes a different story,
A different meaning to you and me.

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so_joy SILVER said...
on Jul. 24 2012 at 9:36 pm
so_joy SILVER, Navesink, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"Be the change you want to see."

I liked this. The words flow nicely and sound great. Good job!

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