Music. I Live for It.
Screaming lyrics till I’m hoarse,
Till my throat bleeds, then I’ll have satisfaction,
Music- I sway, dance, sing, I scream with it.
Take each carefully planned note like a last sweet and sour breath.
Music.
I live for it.
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