Rewind.

Rewind.

A Poem by {K}

You can hear
the cassette tape
rewinding itself,
just to play the same
sappy love story
over again.
It'll never change
it's story.

You can hear
us fighting, yelling,
arguing about
 the same thing,
over again.
Can we change 
our story?

You can't hear 
the cassette tape
rewinding itself.
It can't play the same
sappy love story
again,
because it's
broken.
Like my heart.
We're a lot a like,
me and that cassette tape.

© 2011 {K}


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great analogy..life can seem like its constantly being rewound and played over - as we make the same mistakes in life ..the truth is the same hurdles and pot holes in life will always be here..the trick is how we deal with them...

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i am twelve. i am a time where day and night co-exist. i am loud. i am ADHD. i am a photographer. i am a friend. i am a flame, bright and confident. i am a paris-lover. i am a fashionista. .. more..

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