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My Music Man
I sit and cry, here all alone
my head only filled with thoughts of bones
I feel so dead, like rotten fish
to feel alive is my only wish
but then there out of the blue
a window appears and leads to you
my music man, the love of my life
the one that comes to me in my strife
i push back the shudders, and step on the pane
leave my dirty world, where it has begun to rain
i step into a bright forest, where fairies surely live
then into my music man's arms to get a hug he wants to give
he wraps me in song, and ties me up with a bow
then sings a lovely verse about a lonely old crow
My eyes are open for the very first time
and all these words come to me, but in rhyme
I can taste the breeze instead of feeling it
smell the birds like a fire that's been lit
touch the noises like you would a child
this isn't scary and it isn't wild
my music man has opened more than my eyes
he's opened my world and i won't ever cry
Comments
Viviana Smith
Sat, 2020-10-10 12:46
thanks
sorry grammar and me don't quite mix. The thoughts filled with bones lines represents thoughts of death. I'll fix my grammar
Kisses,
Vivi