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Her Melody
A single note
A single beat
Yet She felt in complete.
Her heart thundered
Her body shuddered
The melody felt incomplete.
She sturmed
She tapped
She hummed to the beat
Yet it still felt incomplete.
The shadows watched
The shadows obesevered
The failure which was about to be heard
By the girl sacred to the nerve.
She cried
She winced
She couldn't make a single beat.
She was weak
She was stuck
But She wanted to save the girl in the seat.
A bright blue
In the valley of darkness
A shread of hope
In a sea of disappear
So she played a fine tune
Enough to please the god's and the moon
She played for hours on end
To save the girl trapped in the chair.
But alas she had a choice
Become a crimson stain
To save the girl
Or both would cry I'm peril.
So the crimson tide washed her away
As the bright blue girl
Got to live another Day.
A single beat
Yet She felt in complete.
Her heart thundered
Her body shuddered
The melody felt incomplete.
She sturmed
She tapped
She hummed to the beat
Yet it still felt incomplete.
The shadows watched
The shadows obesevered
The failure which was about to be heard
By the girl sacred to the nerve.
She cried
She winced
She couldn't make a single beat.
She was weak
She was stuck
But She wanted to save the girl in the seat.
A bright blue
In the valley of darkness
A shread of hope
In a sea of disappear
So she played a fine tune
Enough to please the god's and the moon
She played for hours on end
To save the girl trapped in the chair.
But alas she had a choice
Become a crimson stain
To save the girl
Or both would cry I'm peril.
So the crimson tide washed her away
As the bright blue girl
Got to live another Day.
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