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Oh, there goes the beat
The beat repeats
I try to shake it off but noisy beats are beasts
That always feast on scars that sleep
They never miss out on their dark ceremonies
I'm by the waves, but my hands are tied
Can't cut the chains when I've gone flatlined
I feel the weight of the daily drums in my silent mind
In the depths of pain, I'm left to stay behind
Now I'm left to work with what is left inside
Orchestrating are the daily drums of life
WRITERS
Kristine Quiambao
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