I live my life for the music, it’s the blood in my veins, like the pencil in a writer’s hand. Every day when I look around I day dream Musical Notes are following softly behind me. Flowing gently as the wind carries them.
The music wraps around my body when I am feeling low, it’s everything I love, and everything I adore. I scream at the people who mock my words. If only they knew what was going on in my mind. If only they knew where I would be without the melodic words. They mock me.
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