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Confessions of a teen spirit

I reworked this piece from four years ago, and it still feels true…

remember the time when we knew each song,
naive impressions
that nothing could go wrong?

music playing on the turntables,
of becoming famous…

dancing to the tempo of night fever
spurned lovers
lonesome dreamers…

celebrity posters on my walls,
I joined in with the live applause…

by the silver screen
I longed to be a dancing queen…

I lived inside the words and the beat,
soulful numbers
made me feel complete,
they strummed away my deepest hurts
soothing my loneliness
with each poetic verse.

these are the confessions of a teen spirit…
finding comfort
in soul lyrics.

captivated by revolution songs,
it sounds like a whisper
where I still belong.



I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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