Peoples voices all around
Like when you open a coffee shop door
You're blasted with it
It swamps your senses
It's there & it's loud
I love it
It's like the backing track to my life
The sound of existence
Colours bright & vivid
Screaming at you "I'm here."
Sorrowful blues
Joyous yellows
Painful reds
Mumbling greens
Glowing oranges
Cautious violets
They are all around
Adding & building to
The sound of existence
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Collection of the dark days
PoesíaWarning these will be either depressing or uplifting. Read at your own discretion