The song followed me around
All day
Demanding to be heard
The lyrics kept swirling in my head
Refusing to be forgotten
Every step seemed to echo
The chorus
My fingernails incessantly drumming to
The beat
It was the soundtrack behind every
The rhythym of the passing minutes
The melody of my day
Beckoning me back to my phone
To play it one more time.


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