In my escape from you 
I find the rythm and the beat.
music is slow here,
But the booze is strong.

As my ears reverbate to it,
I swim in nostalgia,sweating and breathing.
Memories of stolen time,
Of Muddled dreams stained with tears.

The music gets louder,
Sweet Melodious pain,
Lost in that moment I creat my own universe.
She can't find me now.

She smiles in there,
In the memories of a time gone,
Of great opportunities swallowed up by the black hole of youth.
The four minutes spent in the time machine end,
It's your turn,pick a song.


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