Face the music
Your powerful sound has defeated me many times
Your curvey edges has bothered me when playing you
The music given to me to play I wanted to give away
My love for you has driven me crazy but, when I played your beautiful sound gave me hope
You were there when I had my bad and good times
I will never forget
As I put my chin on you and angle you on my shoulder to
play you
I remind myself the epic places you have lead me to
My strength was tested and you gave me more strength
that I learned to bare
I play you and you give me air
to breathe
You mentored me into believing that I am amazing and changing into a woman of great passion
You have forever and will forever be where I began
and that will never change nor will it end
My instrument
My Viola
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