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It wrenches at the heartstrings
And holds you tight
Yet does not bind.
It recovers buried, forgotten anguish
Freezes it
Allows it to shatter.
Although the words may carry no meaning in the ears
And float away like paper butterflies
Still, the wings stir the air
A breeze that kisses a scar.
The very essence of life
Reminiscences you vowed never to touch once locked away
Can be viewed through entirely different eyes
Instantaneously, the world turns gold.
The home is sanctuary for the minds of men
While music is shelter for the broken soul.
- Title: Music
- Artist: hiran cc
- Description: I was listening to some random song, got inspired, and this is the product! I put absolutely no effort into the title, I'm sorry. I'm not very good at that ^^;. Comments much appreciated!
- Date: 03/18/2011
- Tags: music memories
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