I dropped my rhyme
It shattered on the ground
Now all the pieces can’t be found
Some slipped away into the cracks
Some rolled and vanished in the dark
Beneath an old and creaking bed
Without a rhyme, no verse can come alive
No words enough
To paint the frozen depths of prose
And thoughts keep stumbling as they drown
[chorus]
Oh-oh-oh, the heights are no longer mine to claim,
Oh-oh-oh, all the sound is swallowed by the void,
But in the void there echoes a command—
My unfinished,
My unsung melody…
But maybe nothing’s lost in vain,
And maybe sound will find me again…
16.04.2026
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I dropped my rhyme
© Copyright: Александр Лукин 3, 2026
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