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A Poem by Creepy Swine Guy

Sometimes you hear that intro
and you gulp back the memories.

It starts, and it's that song.

Some songs remind you of a time,
Some songs remind you of a place,
and some songs remind you of a person.

Some songs remind you of all three.
Those are the songs that make you
want to stop the music, or change
the station, or the track, or your memory.

But you know you won't, you know you can't.

So you choke back the memories and
you thank Heaven that you're alone,
and you wipe away a tear, and you sing.

And maybe ... you play it again.

© 2018 Creepy Swine Guy


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yes, I play it again. Like a damned fool. Love this! (hello old friend) :)

Posted 5 Months Ago


Music speaks to the very deepest part of us. 'Tis a pleasure to read your words.

Posted 1 Year Ago



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Creepy Swine Guy

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