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Encore


I have Forgotten more lyrics than Ive written. Held more grudges than Ive forgiven. Ive stayed in bed, wished you dead, taken life as a given, for granted, one more breath............. Inhale now, clear these lungs and hear me as I shout these words out and make you listen. Your beautiful and glisten as you succumb to yourself, letting go, and sitting still. No therapy or pills in this place, just honesty and untapped frequencies of days filled with sounds that we have made. So sit now, sit with me. Just silence between these notes, just letting go of everything that you know, or once knew,for it's not true. Be still my friend and look beyond these eyes and know that all is exactly how its supposed to be. So sing with me as we gather around, in these places of hope with sounds of cheers and more. Of instruments and words, we have all chosen to be here, in this room, so what are you waiting for, put your hands together and raise this roof. No needs or reasons or what for's, your safe within these walls. One more song now as the performer takes the floor and when he's finished we'll chant, encore.
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ettahaustine

As a writer & a creator, I'm giving you my experiences. But just take what I give you. You ain't got to pry beyond that.

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