Music
Music changed me
Tamed me. Claimed me.
No one can say it hasn't
I used to cry all day
Just want to die all day
Without music
The world is dull
In complete silence
The sun stopped shinging
Wonders became facts
Nothing mattered
My happy mask filled with cracks
(Read it backwards)
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