Music
Without music
I would be left along
with my dark thoughts
clouding all judgment
whispering bitter words
of negativity
all night long
With music
it's the words I can't find
it's the melody
ignoring the problems
of the outside world
it's the blanket of comfort
telling me that everything
will be alright
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