Just A Short Scene

Just something I jotted down earlier. I might write more on it later, but maybe not. I kinda like it as just a short piece right now. Let me know what you think! :-)

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My hair is held back

with a faded purple bandana

but it still falls in my face.

My head is down,

and I’m walking fast

trying to beat the raindrops.

My headphones are in my ears

but no music pumps through them.

Today my inner monologue

is just a bunch of trumpet sounds,

and it’s all the noise I can take.

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