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Dont play        
Mind says          
You know you can't          
Piano is gone          
Notes all but spent          
         
Its what remains          
The darkness says          
I redirect          
The waves so black          
         
One handed          
But i will try again          
Heart broken          
Thinking          
Of when options were open          
         
I cant loose this          
So I've decided to act          
Spread my fingers          
Like the fist i made          
That day to show I was back          
         
I refused to go          
Unless I could show          
The doctors were wrong          
My nerves could grow          
         
I will do this again          
As they say that I can't          
I'll regain my strength          
Through pain and repent          
         
I want music back          
I want my piano          
This gimpy hand          
Won't serve as a shadow          
         
No more ignore          
Its time to act          
I won't die now          
Because will lacked          
         
Ill play for you          
A solemn song          
Both hands on the piano          
Ill show you home.
Written by jenny_is_hungry
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Author's Note
An injury of self infliction that holds me prison to bad decisions. It cost me more than I can say, my piano, but im fighting to play... ill get it back. Imagine losing yourself to skeptical dismay. But i won't give up, ill play one day, no matter what the doctors say.... I've proved em wrong before.
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