A bit cliche of a topic, but I just let my thoughts flow and created this piece. I'll probably revisit and edit this piece over and over in order to make it perfect. Enjoy.
-♥ Steph
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The rhythm of diction
Reverberating against
White pillars of stone.
The echoing chime
Of musical chimera
In a black tunnel
Of recollection.
Darkness filled with memories
Portrayed by silhouettes
Against graffiti walls.
The monotonous buzzing
From the Heavens
Embraces the senses
And envelops
The hearts of the
Mannequins of the city.
