I hear a sound each morning, Of ghost like despair and miracle stories
I hear a sound every noon,
Of youthful desire and questioned rebellion.
I hear a sound every night,
Of lovers and embrace and family"s bond.
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I see the mark of music,
Of freedom and joy born from symphonic rage
I feel the touch of music
From comfort and love, companions for life
I hear the call of music
To pa.s.sion and desire, adrenaline in veins
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Oh that sound relates,
It conquers and breaks
Builds and shape.
That sound for euphoria
Satisfaction and grace.
The darkness to chase
The light to compare
Oh that sound of my life
Melodic and true.
I hear a sound everyday,
It is the sound of MUSIC.
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Author: Anone
Created: Thursday August 23rd 2018
Inspiration: Music