Heartbeat - Blog Posts
Chair
I watch you read the newspapers and sipping your tea
Basking in the morning sun and little care.
You talk about nothing and everything
I see the shadow of the time as it creeps.
You sit on the chair and talk to the wind
I sit back and watch you.
You have slowed down and your voice is laboured
I watch you and sit back.
Your brown eyes and the greying hair test the time
I can now see the final line.
You have your back now hunched as you are giving a final bow
I can now only ponder.
You grow older with each passing minute
I am still frozen in the time
You sit there sipping tea on your chair
I can only say goodbye and take care.
Literally ran back up the stairs to record this
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1PDD2yqzQWYGOsbl9vR5KMc03F2V6eREu/view?usp=drivesdk
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1OB_zzIz79PT2wGIV8iObFXCcrCD2cNfl/view?usp=drivesdk
My heartbeat after I came back upstairs from breakfast.
WHO'S COOKIN? 🗣🗣🗣🗣
ALERT: Calling all writers for some Zayne fanfic on this 🚨🚨🚨
As a somewhat asexual, that dream went a little....south. Look at my heart, he's so loud.....so needy. They're causing quite a ruckus😏😏
A longer listen. It gets a bit......heated.....towards the end.
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Let go and let yourself fall into the hypnotic abyss. Headphones needed
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Another recording while I do work, sorry for the background noise
