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Music
When I write, it's like I drift away.
Every string I pluck, calming my worries and dismay.
The composition of melodies.
Expression of my feelings of melancholy.
Sitting in a dark room with the tv being the only source of light.
Each song is like a short walk through of each part of my life.
As uninteresting as they may be, they're still mine..
Relieving the tight grips of every expectation and doubt in everyone's mind with each line.
My very own trip to paradise.
Without even having to leave my home.
Music is my temple, and music is my Rome.
Every string I pluck, calming my worries and dismay.
The composition of melodies.
Expression of my feelings of melancholy.
Sitting in a dark room with the tv being the only source of light.
Each song is like a short walk through of each part of my life.
As uninteresting as they may be, they're still mine..
Relieving the tight grips of every expectation and doubt in everyone's mind with each line.
My very own trip to paradise.
Without even having to leave my home.
Music is my temple, and music is my Rome.
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