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this poem is about music and the effect it has on people. |
| these tears, they keep on falling, to my heart they keep on calling the clouds keep on singing to my mind, still ringing the beat it is strong but the music wont last long songs, have lost touch and the beat doesnt matter much but my feet, they keep on drumming my lips, keep on humming the music, it is chiming my words are rhyming my heart it is calling to my words, they are falling |