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i'm made of soundwaves


i'm made of soundwaves

even more than musican

I can be major and or in minor 

but to you i am a vision

Never seen, only heard

through the holes that occupy your head

I can tell you entire stories

and not a word will be said

I tell you things about my life 

and you use me for expression

but for the ones that enjoyed me most

for you i have a mere lesson

Dont abuse the power i give you

if you do my sound wii turn into silence

why would one wish to exsist

in a world that's just so quiet?

that is why i am speachless

for i speak in fequencies

that is defined only by paper

that is how you see me

Not all understand my theories

but with this you can confide

if your passion is to know me

then i can give you life

with this i give you a due

and wish you good rest

and if you ever get in treble

will you remeber what ive said?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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