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Music


Letting the notes flow directly from my heart hoping to reach someone else.

Wishing to send comfort, a warning you are not alone.

To be that light at the end of the tunnel but represent a new beginning.

Always being that open ear & willing heart; that helping hand wanting to provide the resources

I never had. Letting you know you don't have to sing alone & you don't have to hurt alone.

It may be the bandaid needed to put over that bleeing wound. That small ounce of love that you thirst for. The feeling of safey in the dark when all else is too far.

A safe haven to just pour out into without judgement because there are people like you.

People who thrive for a small piece of attention that will give them a reason for living. 

Someone who can alter your state of mind that allows you to prosper into something great. Forgetting every one else's goals & expectations for you. 

Creating your own path. becoming the person that at one point you could only dream of being. Realizing that your dream has become a reality. 

A train going 1000 mph unwiling to stop for any obstacles or hindurances. 
But eager to help those who wish to come home along for the ride. A ride of a lifetime

One that provides transportation to saftey & wisdom and at the end of the ride is hope & love

and all those who were waiting for you to see your own potential. They wait with open arms & encouraging words. asking you what your next step is  & how can they help you look onto your newly found support system; in disbelief that this all started with the first note you ever heard.

 

Music. We thank you for saving our lives; giving us hope & encouragement.

                                      we thank you,

-the misunderstoood & neglected, the misguided, undedrrated, forgettable faces. The disappointments, regrets, disrespected, brokenhearted, unworthy dreamers & star gazers.

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