Music
I am the music.
I am the melody,
the guitars,
and the drums.
I am the words,
and the voice
roaring them in my ear.
I am the story
and the rage it sings of.
I will drown in the sound,
wishing it to never stop.
I am the music.
And no,
I will never turn it down.
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